Leaving the apartment, Sofia Hamilton wanted to say thank you.
Yet, somehow, those thank yous got stuck in her throat, and she never found the opportunity to say them.
On the way back, he suddenly stopped the car in front of the Convenience Store, "Wait for me."
Having said this, he got out of the car and left.
Just as he left, the phone began to ring.
Sofia wanted to call out to him, but he had already walked far away.
The phone's persistent ringing seemed to indicate some urgent matter.
But He just wouldn't come back.
Sofia had no choice but to answer his phone, and before she could speak, a coquettish voice came through, "Mr. Brown, the day after tomorrow is your birthday, what do you want to do?"
Birthday?
"Mr. Brown?"
The woman on the line, hearing no response from this end, asked in confusion, "Hello?"
Sofia hastily replied, "He's not here right now, I'll pass the message on to him in a bit."
"Who are you?"
The voice was filled with hostility and caution.
