Irene Spencer's heart felt cold.
"I'm Irene."
The voice of Kris Cooper on the other side of the phone turned cold.
"You still have the audacity to call me?"
"I..." Irene Spencer clenched her teeth and softened her voice. "I... I just wanted to apologize to you and hope that this incident hasn't caused any trouble for you and Vera. I honestly didn't know you were also staying at that hotel, and I didn't say all that. Those were journalists twisting my words, you know how they are."
"Finished? I'm hanging up now."
"Kris!" Irene Spencer urgently called out to him. "There is something else I wanted to talk to you about in person."
The man's tone was extremely cold. "There's no need for us to meet."
