The third point of view
Eden was troubled in his office. Ever since Isabella terrorized his daughter at his place, Anabelle has refused to leave her room not to talk of seeing him.
It was true Isabella was not a model child but she had never been this destructive, they had worked out just fine since their childhood amid their personality differences. What could have caused the rift this time?
Eden was still wondering what he could do to brighten his daughter's mood when his phone rang. Glancing down, it was a strange number, and would have ignored the call if he hadn't felt the urge to answer.
This was a restricted number, hence the only people that could get to it were his family members, a close circle of friends, and few business associates. So whoever was calling him with this unknown line, must mean something to him.
"Hello," He picked up with a bored tone.
