Chapter 91 He Should Never Forget It

Linda picked up on the other end. “Eric?”

Her voice was light and playful. “To what do I owe the pleasure of this call during your busy schedule, Mr. Flynn? How can I assist you today?”

“Linda.”

Eric hesitated, his mind briefly wandering to his brother, who was still in a coma at the hospital. He furrowed his brow, grappling with discomfort, and then continued, “Going forward, please refrain from using my phone without permission.”

“What?” Linda’s tone shifted abruptly, her earlier smile freezing. “What are you implying? I’m not sure I follow.”

“Linda.”

Eric carefully chose his next words. “I have an app that retrieves deleted call logs.”

Linda paused, taken aback by the revelation.

The truth dawned on her.

Eric was aware that she had intercepted a call from the nightclub manager and then erased the trace. There was no denying it any longer.

With resignation, Linda replied, “Alright, yes, I took a call for you. Is this really worth a confrontation?”

Eric sidestepped her question. “I’m simply asking for my privacy to be respected. Let’s ensure this doesn’t happen again.”

After saying his piece, Eric hung up.

It was unusual; Eric hadn’t confronted Linda like this in years.

He shut his eyes and reclined in his seat.

Warmth spread from his back into the chair, merging with a slight pain, as a whirlwind of memories assaulted

him.

Beads of cold sweat soon formed on his forehead and temples.

On the other end, Linda was fuming.

She laughed bitterly after a prolonged silence, her grip tight on the phone.

“Unbelievable…”

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How had Eric uncovered that? He had even retrieved the deleted call logs?

Was this issue really so significant that he felt the need to confront her directly?

filled with derision,

had originally wanted

just for taking a

shared history

been too easy for too long,

it possible that Eric only appreciated his brother in

her as well?

“No, no…”

shook her head.

nor should he. These memories were supposed to be etched into his very essence, a

Twelfth

Joy, thanks to Mathias who

“Mommy!”

the screen,

“Joy.”

daughter on the screen, Hadley felt

she was to have Joy in

years of hardship and suffering might have made Hadley

transformed all

single glance at her daughter washed away

blessings

and I’ve been brave

that so?” Hadley responded, her face breaking into a gentle smile. “That

remarkable.”

years of medical treatments was challenging for anyone,

surgery was approaching.

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