Chapter 180 Wishful Thinking
I bet those who were waiting for me to fail would surely laugh at me now.
Unable to accept what happened, Bella cried harder as she made up scenarios of what might happen after this.
Right then, her phone suddenly rang—it was a call from an unknown number.
As Bella had never seen this series of numbers before, she had no idea who was calling her.
As she stared at her phone, she stopped crying and started pondering in confusion before she finally accepted the call and greeted politely, “Hello, Bella here. May I know who this is?”
Bella’s voice was a little hoarse because she had just cried, but it still sounded pleasant to the ears.
“I know who you are.” A man’s voice rang out from the other end of the call before he chuckled.
Instead of telling Bella who he was, the man said in an experienced manner, “Miss Goodwin, we’ve met each other before, but you’ve probably forgotten about me.”
The way he spoke left a bad taste, and his chuckles made her feel nauseous.
Although she couldn’t recognize the man, she still asked politely, “It’s true that I can’t recall who you are. What can I do for you?”
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