Chapter 147

Chapter 147

Isla, who was impatient, brought out her phone and dialed the number of the Jaguar. Jaguar was in a bar drinking when he saw her call, he ignored it and allowed the phone to ring.

He still hasn't come up with any idea, he knows that was why she was calling. He returned his gaze to his drink and her call came in again, he shrugged before picking up,

"Good evening Isla."

"Good evening Jaguar, I was expecting your call."

He exhaled, with his hands on his face, "I am sorry Isla, I haven't been able to come up with any idea, I am sorry."

"You haven't been able to come up with what?" She asked, getting angry.

"I haven't been able to come up with any idea Isla, it's fucking hard," Jaguar replied.

"Fucking hard, I am not going to take that from you, it's either you come up with an idea or you come up with an idea," she replied.

"Isla, the only thing we can do right now is to try again, that's the only thing I can come up with. Let's try again, who knows we might succeed this tim