Chapter 1548

Every time Liam crossed his mind, a tidal wave of anger threatened to overflow. Right then, hearing Xora's words only fueled his impatience. He was seething at the thought of not being able to sort Liam out that very instant and then toss him out of Drunham City for good.

Without wasting a moment, Xora whipped out her phone, scrolled through her contacts, and made a call. Her smile was alluring as she cooed into the phone, "Isandro, it's me. Remember me?"

There was a brief silence on the line before a deep voice responded, "Who is this?"

Xora, who had expected her beauty to be unforgettable, felt a twinge of awkwardness as her smile faltered.

Still smiling, she pressed on, "Isandro, you must have a lot on your plate to forget little old me. It's Xora, remember?"

Recognition dawned on Isandro, and his tone warmed up. "Ah, Xora! What's the occasion for your call today? Need something from me?"

Casting a quick glance at Ivar, who was intently watching her, Xora replied with a grin,