Just as he was about to leave, his phone rang. He looked at the caller ID, then picked up the call looking annoyed.
"My good brother..."
Connor's miserable voice came out from the phone. He pinched the space between his eyebrows. After getting drunk, his head still hurt a little. "Just say what you want to say."
"Come to the police station to bail me out, my brother."
"I'm not your guardian."
The corners of Shawn's mouth suddenly twitched and his thin lips smiled as he said, "How about I give Uncle Connor a call and ask him to bail you out?"
"Don't do that! My dear brother, why don't you just let me die if you were to do that? Just come and bail me out, I promise that yesterday's bill is on me. I won't cheat you anymore. I'll listen to whatever you say, okay? Shawn?"
"Don't disgust
