Chapter 610 I’m Throwing In With the Eldest Young Master
- “Uh, Mr. Miller, sorry about this—it’s late, and I’m calling out of the blue. I must’ve woken you up, huh?”
- Hearing Zaire Jones’s drowsy, groggy voice, he jolted and hurried to apologize.
- Damn it, how did he forget? It was daytime in Elysia, but it was still the middle of the night in Perou.