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Thefrigid,resonantvoiceslicedthroughthephone,reachingMilly’searsandmakingherheartskipabeat.Thewordsshehadpreparedsuddenlyseemedtostickinher<b>throat</b>.
“Um…I…
“Whatwasshesupposedtosaynow?
“Heh.”Asoftchuckleemanatedfromtheotherendcedwithaninexplicableindulgence.“Takeyourtime.”
Millyblushedathiughter.
Shebelievedshecouldberuthlessandunfeeling,decisiveandswift,withthewisdomoftwolifetimes.Buthearinghisvoiceforjustamomentleftherflustered.
Shecoughedandforcedherselftocalmdown.“JoytoldmethatyousavedmewhenIfellintothewateronset.Thankyou.”
Silencefollowed.
Afteramoment,heonlysaid,“Hmm.
“Didyoucalljusttosaythat?”
Histoneseemedtoshift,bingsubduedasifshehadsaidsomethingwrong.N?vel(D)rama.Org''s content.
Rememberingsomething,shequicklyadded,“Oh,right,there’ssomething
Igot
thehelicopterand thetruckloadofgifts.Joysaidtheywerefromyoutoo.Butdidn’tyousayyou’dgivethemtomeonlyafterIgotintoCrestfallenUniversity?Whydidyousendthemearly?”
<b>Instead</b>of answeringdirectly,he<b>asked</b>,“Doyoulike<b>it</b>?”
Millywas takenabackandrespondedhonestly,“Ilikeit,butisn’tit<b>too</b>extravagant?”
“Notatall.”
Histonewasunnervinglycalm,asifhewerediscussingsomethingtrivial.
Silenceenvelopedthemoncemore.
Millyregrettedcalling GeorgeonJoy’ssuggestion.Shesensedhewasangry,butshecouldn’tdiscernthereasonforhisdispleasure.
Initially,his<b>mood</b>seemedfinewhenheansweredthephone.
Couldhercallhavedisturbed<b>him</b>?Thatseemedusibleuponreflection.
“Well,ifthere’snothingelse,I’ll<b>just-</b>”
“Didyougivethesachetto<b>Jonathan</b>?”Hisdeep<b>voice</b>interruptedhermid–sentence.
Millywastakenaback.Itwasthesecondtimeshehadheardthisquestiontoday.ThefirstwasAnthonyfiveminutesago.
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Theyhadthesameresentmentandthesamesulkingtone.
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Anthony’sintentionswereclear;shecouldeasilyguesswhathewanted.ButwhywasGeorgesuddenlybringingitup?
Sherepliedtentatively,“ItwasJonathan’sbirthdaygift.”
“Ihavemybirthdayinover<b>two</b>hundreddays,andIhavetroublesleepingtoo.”
Itwasalmost<b>as</b>ifhewastantlyaskingforagift.
Millysighed,sensingastrangejealousybetweenthesemen.Itseemedshewassoexhaustedshewasimaginingabsurdthings.
“ThencanImakeyouasachettoo?I’ddsomecassiaseeds,isthatokay?”
Silenceagain.
Listeningtotherhythmic“thumpthumpthump”fromtheotherendasifhe<b>was</b>knockingonsomething.Millygrewanxious,uncertainofwhathewasdoing.
Ifhehadn’tsavedherlife,shemighthavehungupalready.
Afterapause,hisvoicereturned,“Idon’tlike<b>using</b>thesamething<b>as</b>othermen.”
Millywasspeechless.
“Onyourbirthday,I’llthrowinahandmadegiftthat’swaybetterthanthatsachetofhis,it’stotallyone–of-a–kindworldwide.How’sthat?”
Whenthose<b>words</b>slippedout,evenshe<b>was</b>takenaback.
Itwasexactly<b>what</b>she’dsaidafewminutesagotocalmAnthony.
Butmiraculously,theicy,resentfultonesoftenedinstantly.“Alright,”
Millysaidnothing.
Coulditbethatinthisstory’suniverse,thosewordspossesssomesort<b>of</b>enchantingpower?Aretheyacharmthatcaninstantlyeasesomeone’sangerwhenspoken?
George’ssmilelingereduntilheendedthe<b>call</b>.
Besidehim,thebaldmiddle–aged<b>man</b>,deliveringaworkreport,trembleduncontrobly,unsureiftheCEO’ssmilesignalledhisdoorn.
Hewishedhe’dtaken<b>his</b>heartpillsbeforethemeeting
“Um,sir,<b>about</b>myproject<b>proposal</b>…
Georgesethisphonedown,reclinedinhisboss’schairwithasatisfiedlook,andpartedhislips.“Hmm,wellput,please,goahead.”
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Thebaldmiddle–agedmanwaspuzzled.Wellput?Hehadn’t<b>even</b>started<b>speaking</b>.
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Atthatmoment,theentireconferenceroomseemedtobreatheeasier,spiritslifting.Everyonewipedthe<b>sweat</b>fromtheirbrows,relievedtohavedodged anotherclosecall.
ButwhowieldedsuchinfluencetoturnthesternCEO<b>into</b>agenialfigurewithjustonecall?Whatkindofbenevolentbeingwasthis?
Everyone<b>had</b>thesamequestions.
TheonlyoneintheroomprivytotheCEO’strueintentions,Danny,breathedasighofrelief,thankfulforhisquickthinking.Ifhe’dhunguponMilly,hisfatewould’vebeensealed.
Afterendingthecall,Millyreleasedaprolongedexhale,finallygraspingthechallengeofappeasing
someone.
Hadsheknownameresachetcouldincitesuchchaos,she’dneverhaveofferedit!
Suddenly,apiercingshriekdisruptedthesilence.Jonathan,youcur!”
Millyfroze.Whatisthisguyuptonow?<i>Did</i>healsounearthmegivingJonathanthesachet?Unlikely<i>.</i>Hisintellectwouldn’tallowsucharevtion.
EnterOliver,hisvibrantpinkhairsignalinghisagitation.“D’mmit,d’mmit,d’mmit!Jonathanstoopedto
devioustactics!”
Millyblinkedinbewilderment.“What?”
“Lookatthis!”Oliverthrusthisphoneforward,teethgrindingwithfelinefury.“See?Hepulledadirtytrick
onme!
“IaskedRobintoboostmysocialmediapresencebycelebratingmybraveryinconqueringthehauntedhouse.Instead,Jonathanwentwild,floodingthefeedwithashatteredsachet,eclipsingmyheroicdeed!”
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