Summer did not bother to question any further. She took all her bags and got out of the car hurriedly so that she would not waste his time.
Judging by the looks of his face, something serious must have happened...
Shortly after she got down from the car, his black car drove away at the speed of a bullet train, leaving Summer nothing but a cold breeze.
Summer shivered in the cold night, standing by the road and waiting for a cab all by herself.
But the weather tonight was exceptionally bad, especially with the snow falling from the sky. Every cab that passed her by had the occupied sign put up.
Her teeth were chattering after waiting for thirty minutes in the cold. It felt like an eternity before she managed to get herself a cab... She was still trembling even after she had settled down in the car. She was so cold she felt tongue-tied, not being able to say anything.
"Half an hour more.." she sniffled, her face went numb from the cold.
"It's below zero Celcius degree tonight. No wonder you’re freezing. You’ve been waiting in the cold for
more than half an hour."
The driver cranked up the heat in his car for Summer t o warm her hands by the car's air outlet.
It was already past 11 pm when she reached the villa, but the lights in the living room were still shining through the window. Ms. Moore was still awake, watching the TV with her cat in her arms.
"Hey Ms. Moore, why are you still awake? It’s past 11 already," she said.
The old lady’s face was stern as she hushed Summer, indicating that she should keep quiet. Ms. Moore then shifted her gaze towards the TV, watching the screen seriously.
Summer had no clue as to what she was watching that got her so hooked. Curiously, she too went over to watch the TV.
It was the local news, an earthquake happened in Grudin North with a magnitude of 7.8, causing many houses and buildings to crumble like houses of sand. The earthquake happened at 10:00 pm. Ms. Moore had a grim look on her face when she dialed Yvette's number to ask her about Ronald.
However, there was no reception in Yvette's area.
None of her calls went through, no matter how many times she tried. All she could do was to call after some time.
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