At the mansion in the suburb
Vicky was polishing her nails when her phone rang.
She didn't feel like picking up the call as she was busy with her nails. However, since the calls kept coming, she answered it out of annoyance.
"Who's this? So annoying!" Murmuring to herself, Vicky stood up and walked towards where her phone was.
The minute she saw the number, she was shocked.
The number wasn't saved in her contacts, but she knew that number by heart.
The owner of the number rarely contacted her, but when he did, it was always something urgent.
Vicky hesitantly answered the call, "Hello?"
"What took you so long?" the man's voice sounded disdainful.
Vicky winced instinctively. His voice instantly sent a shiver down her spine.
She was taken back to the darkest times of her life where she had no one else to rely on but this man. Everyone else had turned their backs on her. She never wanted for that to happen again.
Even though it had been years since then, she still trembled in fear whenever she thought back to those times. She would still have nightmares every now and then whenever she thought of this man. She never wanted to go back.
"I'm sorry. I was in the shower, and I didn't hear my phone." Vicky quickly came up with an excuse. As she spoke, her voice was quivering.
"Why are you showering during the day? Did you just have sex?" the man scoffed.
Vicky hurriedly answered, "No. Charles isn't here. I was just working out, so I was sweaty."
"Whatever. Stop the bullshit. In half an hour, I want you and Charles to be at HY Mall level three. I have a surprise waiting for you." With that, he hung up the call.
Vicky remained frozen for a few seconds. After snapping out of her trance, she quickly dialed Charles' number. She was in such a hurry that she didn't even wait for her nail polish to dry.
Charles was busy signing a document. When he saw that it was Vicky calling him, he immediately frowned.
'What does that woman want this time?' he wondered.
At first, he had no intention of answering the phone call. However, he remembered how persistent Vicky was. The last time he didn't answer her calls, she had called and called until he did.
With this in the mind, Charles decided to answer her call.
"Hello, Charles, are you busy?" Vicky asked softly.
"I'm at work," Charles answered coldly.
Vicky could sense the indifference in Charles' tone. 'I think this is going to be hard. I have to come up with a way to get Charles to agree, ' she thought to herself.
It was as if she didn't realize that this was how Charles normally treated her, just like any other day.
"Charles, I bought you a suit at the HY Mall a few days ago. They've just told me it's ready. Would you please go there with me?" Vicky asked.
Charles coolly replied, "I've got a meeting with..."
Before he had even finished his sentence, Vicky interrupted him.
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