chapter 129 Urban-rural fringe

Men at Thirty Text I can guess why Sophie Gibson called me at this time, probably because she saw the call records. Lucky and I talked for so long before, you can tell from the call records. But I still answered the phone. Before I could say anything, Sophie Gibson's sharp voice came over. "Jay Carter, why did you call me? And what did you say to my son?" What a great phrase: "With my son"! I smiled bitterly when I heard it. But she was not wrong, the son was indeed her son, not mine. I...