Chapter 927 The Final Straw!
- "What do you mean?" Osmond Lestrange, who had remained composed until now, began to feel a sense of unease.
- "It's fine. You can go ahead and try calling her first," John Zeller said confidently, giving Osmond Lestrange a smirk.
- Osmond Lestrange stared at John Zeller for a moment, and as expected, the phone call went straight to voicemail.