Chapter 452

Naomi couldn't discern who it was from her distance, so she gently asked, "Working again, Tyler?" "No. It's my mother," he stated frankly, grabbing the phone and springing to his feet, leaving. Naomi's hands halted their movements, even catching the nurse's attention. Tyler took the call, and his mother wasted no time getting to the point, "I sent Olivia to bring you afternoon tea. Have you checked it out yet?" "I instructed her to deliver it to the front desk. Didn't she do that?" Ana chuckled. "I told her to hand it to you personally. If you aren't there, tough luck! She'll have to wait until you're back." Tyler's expression darkened. It was a clear threat. "What do you think you're doing?" he growled coldly. Ana laughed. "Sending you afternoon tea. Didn't I say that?" Was Tyler afraid? No. Ana understood that Tyler and Naomi, the ones who should be most concerned about the pregnant young woman and her baby's well-being, couldn't bear the thought of losing them. "You're un