The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance

Still, when Joshua tried calling Haynes, no one picked up.

What on earth was going on today?

Why wasn't anyone answering their phone?

On the second attempt, someone finally answered Haynes's line.

"Hello, this is Mr. O'Brien's assistant. May I ask who's calling, and what can I do for you?"

Joshua replied, "My name is Joshua. I'm not sure if Benson remembers me."

Benson had an excellent memory. He barely needed to think before recalling Joshua's face.

The man was strikingly handsome-impossible to forget, really.

"Mr. Joshua, how can I help you?" Benson asked.

"I need to speak to Haynes. Please put him on the line," Joshua said.

Benson hesitated for a moment before answering, "Mr. O'Brien is currently in the hospital with serious injuries. He's unconscious and unable to take your call."

He wavered, unsure if he should reveal the full truth to Joshua. But after a moment's thought, Benson realized Haynes's condition was hardly a secret anymore-Deanna and Callie had already told others.

Upon hearing the news, Joshua's eyes narrowed.

"What caused his injuries?" he demanded.

Benson paused, then replied, "...It was an accident."

turned cold, a steely edge creeping

to Stella, you'd better not brush me

skipped a beat. "Ms. Cameron? What's

first," Joshua shot

he'd lost consciousness: if Stella needed anything, she

was every reason to believe that

the truth any longer.

he finished, Joshua fell silent for

is

the grid," Joshua

Sandford, under Mr. Richards's

you manage to reach Stella, call me immediately," Joshua

that, he hung up

Haynes was

Haynes keeping

was no telling

moves Foreman might

also out of the

feeling-something had definitely

expression hardened, turning icy. He dialed

time, someone picked

almost immediately. The

Neel

noisy,

"Who's this?" Neville said.

"It's Joshua," he answered.

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