"Make a call? Fine. But you can only call either your mother or Vivian Lee. You have five minutes. The choice is yours." Yuri Sinclair turned to look at her.
Ashley Bowen's face flushed with anger. 'He's just too much, pushing me like this over and over again.'
'Calling Mom isn't a good idea. What if I can't control my emotions and start crying? I don't want to worry her.'
After a moment of thought, she gritted her teeth. "I'll call Vivian."
Yuri Sinclair smiled faintly and wheeled himself into the study.
Aaron was still in the study preparing documents for Yuri Sinclair. He was a bit surprised to see Ashley Bowen follow him in.
"Dial Vivian Lee's number. Five minutes," Yuri Sinclair ordered coldly.
Aaron stood frozen for a moment, stunned by the Third Prince's harshness toward the Third Imperial Concubine. He had called Vivian Lee himself to tell her he'd arrived safely just after landing, and his call had lasted more than five minutes.
