Rita glanced at Abbott: "Brother, have you eaten yet? If not, would you like me to have something delivered to you immediately?"

"So you can have someone send me off as well?"

"How could I dare to do that to you!"

"You wouldn't dare? Then who was it that yelled at me on the phone before?" Abbott said, agitated.

Remembering what Rita had aggressively said to him over the phone previously, he truly wished he could give her a piece of his mind.

He didn't mind if things ended up with no hard feelings, but after all these years of being her brother and protecting her tirelessly, she certainly owed...