Chapitre 852: A shoulder to cry on 

She was pacing the room, staring at her phone as it blared on the table. She was debating whether to answer it or just let it ring until the caller was tired of calling. 

After receiving an unexpected call from someone that she never wanted to hear from, the last thing she wanted was to listen to his voice again. But it might not be him. Maybe it was Evan, calling again, or Amelia or her work.

But she distinctly remembered that he said he would be contacting her again about the details of their meeting. She was not particularly thrilled to see him again, hence the hesitation to answer his call.

"Eida, are you alright? Why are you not answering your phone?" Angela strode into the room with Goliath and a paper bag in her arms, followed by Bea not far behind with a bag of groceries in her hand.