After ending the call, Charlotte pondered a while before giving Zachary a call.
She wanted to know if he sent the “Delivery from Hell”.
At that moment, Zachary had just arrived at H City airport. He was walking toward the tarmac with his men.
He was shocked to see who was calling.
Charlotte had always called Gigolo’s number and never did call him directly.
In fact, he never even gave her his number before. Why is she calling me all of a sudden?
Does she suspect my identity and is trying to probe?
In the office today, she must have seen the tattoo on my lower back. That’s why she was acting that way.
Hmph, I’m not going to play this game with you.
Zachary ended the call with a grin.
When she heard the call ended, Charlotte felt a chill in her heart. Since he is not taking my call, did he really send the “Delivery from Hell”?
No, it can’t be him because he has no reason to do so.
Even if he knew I’m hiding something, he wouldn’t use such a devious method to scare the children.
Perhaps he doesn’t have my number and chose not to answer an anonymous call?
With that thought in mind, Charlotte quickly called Gigolo. Regardless of whether he was Zachary, she needed to find someone to help her first.
She had the feeling that the person who sent the “Delivery from Hell” would strike again.
Gigolo didn’t pick up too.
When she saw the devastation outside the house caused by the explosion, she was terrified.
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