Chapter 148:Desperate Measures
(Alexander's POV)
I stood in the corridor of the healing den, gripping Emma's phone tightly, staring at Scarlett's number on the screen. My thumb hovered over the call button. I clicked it with force. This had to be the call she answered. It rang once. Twice. A third time.
Voicemail.
I ground my teeth, heat rising to my face. Why wouldn’t she pick up? My frustration boiled over, but I redialed her number again. It didn’t even ring this time before going straight to voicemail.
"Seriously, Alexander?" Emma’s sharp voice cut through my thoughts. I looked up briefly, but she was already storming toward me, her arms crossed and her expression tight. "She’s not going to answer. I don’t know why you keep trying."
Her words made me grit my teeth, but I ignored her, hitting redial again. I tried to focus on the sound of the ringing rather than her cold stare boring into me. If Scarlett had any decency, she’d answer and explain her actions.
"It’s hopeless!" Emma snapped, snatching the phon

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