CHAPTER 85. I’ll pack my bag

Zack wasn’t alarmed because news from England was usually good, but he still answered within two seconds.

“Hello, love of my life, torment of my soul, desire of my heart...!”

“You're such an idiot when you want to be, James!” Zack scoffed. “But I love you too. What's up? My assistant said it was urgent.”

“Well, yeah! You called me to light a fire under my ass, and I’m returning the favor!” his friend laughed.

James King and Zack had studied together at Oxford. Now,