...Make a phone call? To whom?
Jade Carlson was stunned, looking down at her phone screen, where the contact list showed the name Purple Summers!
She was confused. This matter had nothing to do with Purple Summers, so why did Nathaniel Summers want her to tell Purple?
"Nathaniel, if this gets out, those people won't let me off..." Jade Carlson hesitated.
Nathaniel Summers smiled, took the phone back, dialed another number, and handed it to her, "Then make this call, how about that?"
The phone screen glaringly showed the emergency number.
Jade Carlson's back went cold, and she dared not harbor a sliver of hope, her voice trembling, "I'll make the call... I'll call Purple Summers..."
Jade Carlson dialed Purple Summers's number.
From the phone came the monotonous ringing: Beep—Beep—
Time trickled away, each ring of waiting felt unbearably long.
For a long time, no one answered the call.
Jade Carlson cautiously looked at Nathaniel, "Maybe... maybe she's already asleep..."
