"Who is it?" Matteo asked, his voice gentle as he patiently waited for Amelia to answer. Seeing her blanched-white face, however, he furrowed his eyebrows.
"It's… Caleb…" Amelia answered, her voice shaky.
"What does he want?" Ronan couldn't help but ask.
"Answer it," Matteo said, and Amelia did as told. Her thumb pressed on the small green button, picking up the call right as Matteo tapped the speaker button.
"Amelia?" Caleb's voice came in from the other end. "Where are you?"
"What do you want, Caleb?" Amelia asked angrily.
"Can't I be concerned about my wife?" Caleb asked, worry coloring his tone. It was almost enough to fool her into believing he truly cared about her well-being. "It's not every day you find yourself plastered over the internet, accused of sleeping your way to the top."
"Don't pretend that you had nothing to do with it," Amelia yelled. "You were following me the whole time!"
