Connor looked at the unfamiliar number on his phone, a puzzled expression appearing on his face.
After all, it was already midnight, who would call at this time?
He hesitated for two seconds before finally pressing the answer button and softly asking, "Hello, who is this?"
"Mr. Connor , I am Luke, the owner of the Harlem's Gold. We've met before, you should remember, right?" Luke asked in a very respectful tone.
"Mr. Luke, why are you calling me so late? Is there something wrong?" He paused for a moment and asked calmly.
"Mr. Connor , it's like this. Last time at the casino, didn't you lose 50 million to me? I know you deliberately lost that money to me, so whenever you have time, when can you come and collect the money?" Luke asked very understandingly.
In fact, this wasn't the first time Luke had called Connor . He had called him once before when Connor was at Yelena's house. However, at that time, Connor was busy entangled with Yelena and had no time to answer the call.
