After coaxing the kids, Charlotte dialed Zachary’s number, but his phone was still switched off.
She glanced at the date and confirmed that there were three days left until the day they were supposed to meet up.
Why isn’t Zachary answering his phone? He hasn’t been in touch for a while. What’s going on?
After a brief hesitation, she called Ben.
Strangely, no one answered the phone.
She then called Bruce, but his phone was not turned on.
Panic surged in her heart. Both his most trusted assistants can’t be reached. What the heck is going on?
A minute later, she tried dialing Raina’s phone. Raina was her last hope.
If Raina’s unreachable, too, I’ll have to send someone to find out about Zachary’s situation.
The dial tone rang for a long time. Just as Charlotte was about to hang up, the call was connected. “Ms. Windt!” A familiar voice sounded over the line.
Raina was used to addressing her the same way she did back then.
“Raina, did something happen to Zachary?” Charlotte went straight to the point.
“No,” Raina replied with a chuckle. “What could happen to him?”
“Then why can’t I get in touch with him?” Charlotte voiced her doubts. “He didn’t even answer his phone.”
“Wait a moment, please,” came Raina’s reply.
She then handed the phone to someone else.
Charlotte was still confused when another familiar voice rang out. “Miss me?”
It’s Zachary!
“Perhaps there’s something wrong with his phone. Perhaps—”
Robbie’s phone suddenly rang, cutting Charlotte’s explanation short. It was a video call from Jamie that he promptly answered by calling his sibling’s name. “Jamie!”
“Robbie, Ellie, Mommy, Daddy’s coming home tonight! I’m so happy!” Jamie waved his hands around, evidently delighted. “Daddy told me he’ll be bringing me to F Nation to reunite with you two days later!”
“Really? That’s great!” Robbie’s lips curved into a huge grin at his brother’s words. Finally, he was convinced that his father would be back soon.
“Yay! I’m so happy!” Ellie hopped around excitedly. “Jamie, bring Little Fifi here too. We miss it so much!”
“Yes, I had that in mind too.” Jamie nodded profusely.
Behind him, Little Fifi was flapping its wings, shrilling, “Ellie, Ellie! Robbie! Jamie! Mommy!”
The eagle Fifi cooed as though reminding everyone not to forget about it.
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