Hope Williams blinked lightly, lowered her eyes, and fiddled with the buttons on her clothes, "…Alright, I'll call Aunt Sue and ask her to go back and take care of Aria. I'll wait for you here."
"Okay."
Hope exhaled a breath of impure air, her hand gripping the phone more tightly. After notifying Isla Sue and the others, Waylon Lewis's car arrived shortly.
Waylon opened the car door for Hope and his gaze fell on her worried face. He sighed.
Hope turned her head to glance at Waylon, got out of the car, and he reached out to protect her.
"Let's go." Waylon took Hope into his car.
Hope pursed her lips and asked, "Did they find that waiter?"
"They sent the person abroad before the video was posted. Someone has been dispatched to find them; it will take some time."
"Okay."
Hope rubbed her throbbing temples. She had thought that after their engagement was called off, everything would improve, but it turned out there were still so many issues.
