Chapter 168 - Money Makes the Devil Go

"Hey--" Dillon wanted to ask more questions, but the Izabella was already running downstairs with her suitcase. He tsked and ran to the balcony, just in time to see Starry getting out of the car and Wyatt getting out of the driver's seat. Dillon narrowed his eyes and thought about the night Filip called him out of the blue and asked him how to pursue girls. He turned his phone around for a while and finally called Filip. Dillon looked downstairs and couldn't help but tap his hand on the railing. Filip woke up in the morning to a phone call from Dillon. He answered the phone, and his face was darker than the light inside the dimly lit room, "Say." "Woke you up, huh?" As soon as Dillon heard him say that, he knew he was up and about, and he wasn't in a hurry to talk about things. After all, this kind of opportunity in flirting with him does not come often. "Very idle, are you?" Filip took a look at the time on one side and his face became even more ugl