“We can talk about that when I come back. Just don't worry. And what is this old hag lady doing with you? Don't tell me she's in our house. Throw her out now,” Priyank narrowed his eyes.
“I am not an old hag. You are a psycho,” Mary stated in an angry, loud voice.
“I can hear you. Don't scream in my ears,” Priyank answered lazily.
Priya looked at the banter Mary and Priyank were having.
She didn't know why she found it way funnier than the situation even was.
They both were talking as if they were friends.
“I am going to scream all I want. Just bring my daughter back, or I am not leaving your house,” Mary retorted from the other side of the phone.
Priyank's lips curved into a smile. “I will think about it. But maybe you need to work on your tone, or else it might offend me and I won
