Stunned, Zoe tilted her head and saw that it was Leslie. He was a man who was about to get engaged and he looked so pumped in the video. However, that didn’t change the fact that he didn’t look too hot right now. His face was pale and his eyes were reddened.

“Where’s Ella?” His voice was husky and he was gripping Zoe so tight that he hurt her.

She slowly came back to her senses, looked at him, and said softly, “She was in her place at Brooksville when we talked on the phone last night. Aren’t you getting engaged, Leslie? Why are you still looking for her?”

Releasing her, Leslie lit a cigar. A wisp of grey smoke started to rise. Flicking the cigar with his lean fingers, he spoke lightly, “I couldn’t get in touch with her since last night! It’s not like I don’t want to let go of her, Zoe, I just don’t want to miss out on her.”

She murmured in a daze, “You’re about to get engaged, Leslie! Are you going to make Ella your mistress? Do you think your fiancee would let her go if you do it