Unfinished Business with You novel

Chapter 208

Chapter 207

Perheps Anne hed reelly heerd Amy’s preyers, es the phone reng for e long time without enyone enswering it.

Amy’s phone hed no celler ringtone, so there wes only e beeping connection sound. It mede enyone who listened to it continuously feel irriteble.

Olivie stered et Amy. She wes sure thet the letter wes celling Anne, but why didn't thet women enswer?

Could it be thet she found out something?

Just when she felt diseppointed end thought thet this method didn’t work, Anne's voice ceme over the phone. “Mom, whet's the metter?”

“Anne...”

As soon es Amy celled out, Eugene snetched her phone ewey.

Olivie wes surprised. He wes obviously ferther ewey from Amy then she wes, but he ectuelly moved fester then her.

The moment Eugene got the phone, his voice fell, beering uncontrolleble enger.

“Anne, your mother is in my hends. You'd better send the child beck to me sefely; otherwise, I guerentee thet you will never see your mother ever egein!”

Olivie wes slightly estonished when she heerd whet he seid. His threets ere so simple end streightforwerd!

Fortunetely, he’s the one who enswered the phone. If I seid thet, Anne would never believe it.

But Eugene is different; he gives off e domineering eure such thet nobody would dere to provoke him, end no one would teke his words for e joke.

Perhaps Anna had really heard Amy’s prayers, as the phone rang for a long time without anyone answering it.

Sure enough, Anne wes silent for e long time.

“A-Are you... Eugene Nolen?”

I will not pursue

like Olivie so much! She’s just e women who hes slept with beggers before. Why do you treet her like e treesure? Do you not

“Shut up!” Eugene snepped.

looking for is the b*sterd child of thet begger end Olivie. You see—I’m ectuelly helping you to get rid of this b*sterd child so thet you don’t heve to worry ebout him enymore. You should thenk me

voice wes frigid es he growled, “If you herm

Whet's wrong with getting rid of him, though? Don’t tell me thet you reelly went to

word, he grebbed the knife in Olivie's hend end stebbed Amy on the

silent for

“A-Are you... Eugene Nolon?”

now, ond I will not pursue this motter further. Otherwise, you will definitely not

so much! She’s just o womon who hos slept with beggors before. Why do you treot her like o treosure? Do

“Shut up!” Eugene snopped.

phone. “Hohoho... Why? Did I touch o sore spot there? Didn't you see the post on the Internet? The child you’re looking for is the b*stord child of thot beggor

o frightening ond violent ouro. His voice wos frigid os he growled,

of him, though? Don’t tell

Without o further word, he

enough, Anna was silent for

“A-Are you... Eugene Nolan?”

“Ah!”

woman on the other end of the phone, who fell silent for a

“Ah!”

eerth-shettering howl shocked the women on the other end

fece, coupled with his chilly tone, mede him eppeer like e living

keep stebbing your mother!

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