"Put Liam on the phone." I opened my mouth and my voice was a little cold.

The other end of the phone was silent for a moment and asked, "Are you Miss Ivelle?"

I pursed my lips, and my heart grew really angry. "I said, let Liam answer the phone."

She seemed to notice that I was angry, and she was stunned. "Miss Ivelle, Mr. Liam is really taking a bath. Can I ask him to call you back later instead?"

I was so breathless that I threw the phone out without hanging up.

The mobile phone was resistant to smashing, so it fell to the ground and bounced a...