Tina called Wilson to explain the reason of her failure to keep the appointment the night before and wanted him to see Isla in the hospital.
Isla liked him so much. If he were here, he might make her happy.
Tina had not expected that a woman would pick up the phone.
Although it was only a brief "hey", she quickly figured out who the voice came from.
Tina clutched her phone tightly.
Abby Amery seemed to have seen the caller's ID. Seeing that Tina did not say anything, she took the initiative to greet Tina with a smile. "Miss Hall?"
"Hello..." Tina suddenly dried up.
Abby kept smiling and asked her kindly, "What do you want from Wilson? However, he is changing clothes, I'm afraid it's inconvenient for him to answer the phone now!"
There was a torrent of the ambiguity of romance in her words.
Tina even stopped breathing.
Abby's words contained a lot of key points, especially "changing clothes".
She looked out of the corridor window, and the sun was getting brighter.
It was neither too early nor too late. Abby answered the phone for Wilson and said he was changing clothes, which meant that they might have stayed together the night before.
They may be in a hotel, in Abby's house, or in the No.l Luxurious Residence...
Tina's throat tightened as she felt that she shouldn't have acted rashly.
She said stiffly, "Nothing. I dialed the wrong number!"
After that, she hung up the phone as if she was escaping.
Tina closed her eyes forcefully, not knowing how to relieve the suffocation.
But Isla was still lying in ICU, and she couldn't afford to spend too much energy on love between men and women. She just kept it in her heart.
Abby put down Wilson's phone.
She glanced in the direction of the locker room.
In this large and spacious office, apart from the reception area and resting area, there was also a small area as the locker room.
The door was made of black frosted glass and she could not see inside clearly, but she could vaguely see a tall figure inside.
Abby's slender fingers moved slightly and deleted the call record without leaving a trace.
When she put the phone back to the original place, the door of the locker room was pushed open, and Wilson, who had changed a new shirt, came out. His sturdy arms were slightly raised, buttoning the buttons at his cuff.
Irene, the secretary of Wilson, was ill this day and had been a little confused after she came to work.
When bringing Wilson coffee, she didn't hold it firmly and poured it all on him.
Therefore, Wilson went in to change clothes.
When Abby came in, she ran into that scene. And when she was waiting outside, Tina called...
She had handled it without anyone noticing.
Abby smiled calmly as if nothing had happened. "Wilson, have you changed?"
Wilson nodded. "Well, sorry to keep you waiting!"
Abby smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. You know, I have nothing to do now anyway. I'm just running an errand for my uncle. To nail down the contract!"
In fact, for such a small matter like running errands, they could just ask the company's secretary or assistant to do it.
Abby took the opportunity to see Wilson in person.
Wilson pulled out the high back chair and leaned over to sit on it. "I'll sign it soon, and you can take it back!"
He stretched his shoulders like a soaring eagle.
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