Chapter 356. A Possible Suspect

ASHER

“That’s exactly what I’ll do. I don’t care if Lee doesn’t want to talk—I’ll talk to her,” I said firmly. “You’re right, though. It’s like we’re conjoined twins, and honestly, I can’t take this silent treatment anymore.” I sighed heavily, the frustration weighing me down.

For the first time that evening, I found the motivation to get up and freshen up. Standing in the bathroom, I put my phone on loudspeaker while still talking to Tate. A quick glance at the call duration showed we were nearing fifteen minutes. That wasn’t unusual—our conversations often stretched to over two hours.

“What are you doing right now?” Tate suddenly asked, probably noticing the sound of running water as I turned on the sink to wash my face.

“I’m washing up and getting ready for bed,” I replied casually. “How about you? What are you doing?” I asked in return, curious since all I could hear on his end was his voice and the faint hum of an air conditioner.

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