He took out his mobile phone with one hand and called Thomas Shannon.
The call was quickly answered, Thomas Shannon's tone was casual, "What's up?"
Even though he knew this news article might be nonsense, hearing Thomas Shannon's voice, William Guillen still felt reassured.
The breath he was holding finally relaxed.
"Are you okay?"
Thomas Shannon retorted, "What could be wrong with me?"
"Didn't you read that news article?"
The words "death" had come out, it seemed the person daring to publish this report did not want to stay in Country A.
Or could it be that someone was directing them from behind?
"I read it." Thomas Shannon's deep voice revealed no emotions.
William Guillen stood up and walked to the front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, hooking a smile, "Someone said you're dead, how do you feel?"
"No particular feeling, it's just a bit hard to handle with my mother only."
