Selina's heart skipped a beat. "The call's for you—why are you asking me?"
Logan chuckled softly, catching the faint note of jealousy in her tone. "Then I won't answer it."
But the phone kept ringing persistently. Angelica clearly wasn't giving up.
Selina tapped her chin thoughtfully. "What if it's something important? Might as well take it."
Logan raised an eyebrow—and in the next second, the phone was already in Selina's hand.
She picked up right in front of him, and Angelica's soft, almost pitiful voice came through the speaker. "Mr. Reid, I'm sorry for calling so suddenly, but there's something I'd really like your help with…"
The car went silent. Jack practically stopped breathing. Logan looked on, amused, curious how Selina would handle it.
Selina narrowed her eyes and clicked her tongue.
With a sugary tone laced in obvious mischief, she replied, "Angelica sis, what is it?"
