Andrea is shocked, though it’s only fitting that a man like Lance would have such forceful and rude servants.
“I am so sorry,” Robert apologizes, “Mr. Hamilton asked me to recover the photos. After recovering them, I’ll have the phone sent back to you.”
“What a thief!” Andrea tries to keep the anger from her voice, “I want you to return the phone to me now.”
“I can’t do that, Mrs. Hamilton. But don’t worry, with the exception of the photos, only Mr. Hamilton will have access to the information on your phone. ”
Like pouring fuel on a fire, Robert’s words only further anger Andrea.
“Why not directly tell me that Lance will see every private thing on my phone?” she thinks.
“I want to see Lance,” she demands.
She knows that Robert is just following Lance’s orders; it’s useless to argue
