The West's Secret Heir

Chapter 62

Davide was confused, he brought the phone to his eyes to confirm that he really did hear Mr lee's voice and he wasn't dreaming. He looked at the screen of the phone and it was indeed Mr Lee's name plastered on the phone screen.

He looked at the time and saw that it was almost four in the morning.

He groaned, Mr Lee was still yelling at him about one thing or the other, Davide couldn't fathom what he was saying, he was sleepy and he was trying hard to fight it.

"Fuck, Davide get up from the bed" Mr Lee said.

"Why?" He groaned into the phone.

"Have you forgotten?"

"Forgotten what?" Davide was still tired, it was early in the morning, he wondered where Mr lee got the agility, the strength to actually be yelling at him so early. It seemed that from his voice he was wide awake.

But how could someone be wide awake barely four in the morning.

"You're the manager now, you have responsibilities," Mr Lee said.

"Oh, you mean the job you shoved down my throat?" Davide's sleepiness was slo