Gray’s POV

“Hey, Good evening, hon!”

I heard Ethan from the other line of the phone while talking to Deanara. I mimicked my brother’s voice silently while rolling my eyes. I should be focusing on the project plan but Ethan’s voice is so disturbing.

“How are you today? Did you already visit the island?” Ethan asked.

Deanara was lying on the couch while I was typing on my laptop. From my peripheral vision, I saw her smile. She moved to pick the earphones on the bedside table and inserted it in his voice. Good thing, I could no longer listen to my brother’s voice yet I hate Deanara’s laughter as...