"Why is Mr. Whitmore calling me?" Sienna frowned when she saw the caller's name.
Although she didn't sense any negative vibes from the man, she still wasn't that keen on building a friendship with him. Nemaan's presence made her feel odd, and she couldn't quite comprehend why.
Kyrell's eyes shook when he heard who was calling her. But he remained collected while he still held Sienna in his arms. When she tried to stand up, he pulled her close, evoking a puzzled look from her.
"I need to attend this call," she said, indirectly asking him to let her go.
"Hmm. Go ahead." His intentions were clear. She could attend the call. He wasn't stopping her, but he wasn't letting go of her either.
Sienna rolled her eyes and shook her head. Not having the energy to argue, she leaned against his chest for support as she answered the call.
