Her tone was calm and composed, yet Edward Stephens detected a certain underlying meaning.
He furrowed his brows slightly and retorted, "When else have I not arrived on time? You can't keep adding inexplicable charges against me."
Daisy Ginger pressed her lips together, looked at him for a moment, and finally, without a word, withdrew her gaze as if there was nothing more to say, grabbed her bag, and left.
Edward Stephens had no choice but to reach out and grasp her wrist. In a low, hoarse voice, he said helplessly, "Daisy, can you be reasonable?"
"..."
"I left very early that day." Edward explained to her, "But halfway through, I received a call from Emily Ginger."
"..."
"She was arguing with Ian Linton. I wasn't interested and was about to hang up," Edward said, furrowing his brow slightly, "but then I heard a strange noise. It sounded as if...someone was drowning," he said this as if uncertain, his tone tinged with hesitation. "I had to go back."
