“Hello, the person you called is unavailable. Please try again later.” It was the fifth time I called Christopher but failed to reach him. If my memory served me right, Christopher hadn’t mentioned or even hinted at going on a mission before he left.
Why can’t I get through? What on earth is going on? Could it be that Christopher is indeed on a mission? Otherwise, why didn’t he let me tell Mark his whereabouts? After all, Mark is my father. Anyway, perhaps there is something sensitive that I shouldn’t know about.
Later, I drafted a text message on my phone. In it, I asked Christopher to be careful and remember that I would be waiting for him at home.
Feeling that the draft wasn’t good enough, I rewrote it to sound overbearing. Christopher, since you’re my right-hand man, I have a lot of things to assign to you. Remember to come back early. Also, remember that I am your chairman.
After sending the message, I put the phone aside and went to the kitchen. Since Tobey showed up late at the cafe, I only managed to have some appetizers before Flora came and accused me of being a homewrecker.
When the doorbell rang, I opened the door and was shocked to see Isabelle. It was the first time she visited me ever since I moved out from the Goldstein residence.
I welcomed her into the house and asked, “Mom, do you prefer coffee or tea?”
“It’s okay. I won’t take up too much of your time. Are you having a late-night snack?” She was surprised to see food on the table.
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