Just as I was planning to go downstairs to get some breakfast for Annie Taylor to fill her stomach, my mobile phone started ringing incessantly before I could leave the room.
Keira Leaf frowned slightly and turned back to pick up the phone, only to find an unfamiliar number displayed on it.
"Hello, who is this?"
Keira Leaf answered the phone, but no one spoke from the other side. Instead, the mobile phone seemed to have caught a virus, forcibly connecting to a video call.
Keira Leaf frowned tightly, staring at the person on the mobile phone screen and softly said, "Marilyn Carter?"
The person on the video screen was none other than Marilyn Carter, who had made a deep impression on Keira Leaf.
Marilyn Carter was dressed in a white lady's shirt, her hair neatly pinned up, her makeup exquisite, still stunningly beautiful and elegant.
The noise on the other side wasn't loud, but there was always a constant rumble.
