Chapter 357

Shelmaine bit her lip. Now that she'd been found, there was no hiding, so she picked up the phone and answered politely, "Mr. Hasting, what do you need this time?" All she heard in response was the sound of the wind. Samuel didn't say a word. She checked the number—yes, it was Samuel's. She repeated her greeting, but there was still no response. The sound of waves and wind grew clearer. Was he by the ocean? Amberward City was a coastal city, which was one of the reasons she'd chosen to move there. Her place was close to the shore. Every morning, she woke to the sound of waves crashing against the rocks. Since her shop was more than half an hour's drive away, she enjoyed the quiet of living by the water. "Shelmaine Clarke." Samuel finally spoke, addressing her by her full name. "Mr. Hasting, what exactly do you need?" "Are you still mad at me?" Shelmaine was speechless. "Do you really hate me that much? You've avoided me for two years, yet you still keep tabs on me from afar.