On Sia's side, after parting with that young woman, she found her way to the private room where Cara was seated.
When she got there, Cara was busy on the phone, speaking coyly to someone she was calling husband.
When she entered the room, Cara gestured for her to sit and that she would end the call shortly.
That shortly, lasted for five minutes before she ended the call with a blushing face.
"Hehe, that was my husband. I am sorry for neglecting you," Cara apologized, the redness on her face slightly diminishing.
Sia generously waved her hand as she responded, "what's there to neglect? Our husbands, we should take care of them, lest some vixens and uncultured whores outside bewitch them," her tone very cool and calm.
Cara's face twitched lightly when she heard that but quickly gathered herself.
