Aftermath of Betrayal

V A L E R I A

I stared at my ringing phone. This was the fifth time it rang, and it had been going off for five minutes now.

“Mrs. Donovan, do you want me to get that for you?” Daphne, my assistant, asked, and I shook my head. “You know whoever is calling will keep calling until you pick up.”

“You have a point.” I finally picked up the call and, of course, yelled at the person as I was annoyed. “I