Chapter 141
That night, Christopher suddenly called when Kathleen was just about to sleep.

“Chris? Why are you calling so late?” She was a little surprised.

“Can you come out? I have something to tell you.” His voice was hoarse.

“Can’t you just tell me over the phone?” Kathleen asked curiously.

“I’m downstairs of your place.” Christopher looked up at the window of her room. “I won’t take much of your time.”

“Okay,” Kathleen agreed.

Then, she put on a white down jacket and went down.