Edward Stephens’ fingers paused slightly, his intuition sensing sothing unusual in Ian Linton’s words.
"Today is your birthday, after dinner, let’s rest early." Ian Linton’s voice was calm from start to finish, just like his usual poised deanor, as if persuading Emily Ginger, or coaxing her, "Emily, this is the birthday gift I bought for you, a beautiful platinum necklace, do you want to try it on...?"
He hadn’t finished speaking when "Bang!" sothing was thrown to the ground.
Emily Ginger’s hysterical scream rang out: "What the hell kind of birthday is this! Don’t think I don’t know who that necklace is for! When did I ever like platinum necklaces? Ian Linton, you’re disgusting, you really disgust to the point of wanting to vomit!"
The man seed to pick up the thing on the ground and patted it. His tone was light and slow but carried a certain pressure, coming from the phone, sounding rather gloomy at this mont: "Emily, there are so things that can be said, and so things that cannot, you know that, right?"
Emily Ginger sneered: "Why can’t I say it? I’ll say whatever I want. Since you like her so much, how about I call her to confess for you? Saves you from hugging at night and calling out her na!"
At this point, Edward Stephens understood the reason for their argunt—Ian Linton seed to have had an affair, or there was soone in his heart whom Emily Ginger could not accept.
He couldn’t be bothered to continue listening to others’ private affairs and was about to hang up when suddenly a sharp, shrill scream from Emily Ginger ca through the phone, "Ah—!"
His hand trembled, and the phone nearly slipped from his palm.
Emily Ginger only scread once, and then there was no sound. It went completely silent over there, and the two seed to have stopped arguing.
However, this silence brought with it an eerie feeling for him.
Gradually, so other sounds ca through.
It wasn’t very silent; there were other faint noises, like the gurgle of broken bubbles made by a drowning person...
Edward Stephens finally spoke in a deep voice: "Ian Linton, what are you doing?"
There was a mont of silence over there, then footsteps could be heard coming over.
The phone seed to be picked up by soone, and he heard the sound of soone breathing close by.
Soone was peering down at the phone on Emily Ginger’s side.
After a few seconds, the call was suddenly disconnected.
Throughout, Emily Ginger made no sound other than that one scream.
Staring at the darkened phone screen, Edward Stephens felt a chill creep up from sowhere deep inside. He tightly furrowed his brows, glanced at the straight road in the distance, the sunset, and the golden coast covered in a tranquil golden light, where waves surged up and down.
He picked up the phone and called Daisy Ginger, the phone rang for a while, but no one answered.
Daisy Ginger was probably already at Goldsand Beach, but the signal was poor over there at night, so she might not receive his call.
With a serious expression, he sent her a text ssage.
[Daisy, your sister may have had an accident. I have to go back. Wait for on the beach, I’ll be back soon.]
After sending it, he thought for a mont and sent another ssage.
[Please reply if you receive this.]
Glancing at the pink gift box on the passenger seat, Edward Stephens lightly furrowed his brow but still turned the steering wheel to head back the sa way.
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