With that, Spencer told his number.
Aurora stared at him with a baffled expression.
Spencer rolled his eyes and asked,
"Why aren't you noting down the number?"
Suppressing her speechlessness, Aurora reminded him,
"Mister Spencer, I don't have my phone with me."
"Oh, right." Spencer tapped on his forehead and picked up the bag lying on the table. Like a magic trick, he took out the phone from Aurora's bag and explained,
"You dropped it in panic. After dropping you to infirmary, I went back to fetch the phone."
A hint of gratitude appeared in Aurora's eyes. She didn't know who Spencer was, but she felt he was a good guy.
Maybe he was an airheaded person always ranking last, or maybe he was a young master of a rich family.
Aurora didn't know, and honestly, she didn't want to know.
Her life was filled with many dangers, and she needed to focus on them rather than daydreaming about handsome guys.
