"If you can, please contact Evangeline as well."
Eve swallowed back her previous words. Her hands hovered about the keyboard. Even the screen paused from activity. No notifications or new emails popped up. Seconds ticked by as the instruction sank in her mind.
Her feet kicked the floor, rolling her closer to the telephone. She picked up the handset and said, "I'm sorry, Sir Hathaway… did you mean Ms. Evangeline Reed?"
"Yes."
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Something snapped behind her ear.
"I-I—" she stammered. Questions flooded her head. Did he want her to visit the office? Why did he need her along with his mother and the PR Team? Couldn't it wait until later? Could she ask him about it right now?
More importantly, would he insist despite their agreement about working hours?
"Is there a problem?" He asked after a while, noticing the call was still on.
Heh.
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