The phone suddenly rang, disrupting the silence of the entire room.
He walked over, looked at the caller ID, and picked it up.
"Young Master Morgan, we have arrived at Capital Town."
A man's stern voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Well, I've sent someone to pick you up. You will stay at the Royal Dynasty Hotel for now."
Alan Morgan's voice was chillingly cold.
"But Young Master Morgan, our time…"
"I will pay you regardless. Do you think I, the young master of the Morgan Family, cannot afford to pay you?"
Everyone in the world is the same, with only money in their eyes. As long as the money is enough, they can break principles, rules, and all stubbornness.
As expected, the person on the other end relented after hearing his words.
"We wouldn't dare doubt Young Master Morgan's ability to pay, it's just the patient…"
With a click, Alan Morgan hung up the phone.
