The moment Bella reached home, she walked over to her bed, threw her bag on the sheet, and dropped flat on the mattress.
After lying still for a while, she reached into her bag, took out her phone, and made a call to Jane.
Staring coldly at Jane struggling to break free, Emma smiled. Then she turned her gaze to her phone, buzzing on the table.
“Don't make a noise, or I will eat your soul,” Emma said, giving an evil laugh before walking to the table.
Then she picked up the phone, stared at Bella's name blinking on the screen, and a smirk made its way to her lips.
The moment Emma accepted the call, Bella slowly rolled over on her back and said, “Hey, Jane.”
“Oh, you call,” Emma pitifully mumbled, glaring at Jane and watching her tears roll down her face.
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