Irene Nadine's POV

His silence made me more and more nervous and scared. In the dead silence, my mobile phone rang in my handbag. Maybe it was because Arthur Mitchell didn't wait for us to call and ask.

I took a look at Ryan Campbell. Seeing that he was expressionless, I walked away silently and answered the phone with my back to him. "Yes, I'll be right downstairs."

The content of the call was very simple, and Ryan Campbell couldn't tell who the person on the other end of the phone was. At this time, Theresa, who had gone to the bathroom, also came out. She vigilantly looked at Ryan...