Somehow, Estelle felt restless tonight. Lying on the bed, she tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.

She thought maybe it was because she was too dependent on Mr. Mysterious.

She had been used to sleeping in his arms. Every night when she went to bed, she would nestle in his arms, rest her head on his muscular arm, and smell the pleasant scent of his cologne. With his company, she could always fall asleep quickly and have a good sleep.

Estelle then called Mr. Mysterious several times and finally got through. However, it was Ron who answered the phone.

“Miss Hudson, Mr. Mysterious has something important to deal with...