The caller ID indicated a virtual number from overseas.
A hint of curiosity flitted across Hugo's eyes. He had never heard that Sarah had friends overseas before.
Furthermore, this type of virtual number wasn't easily accessible to ordinary people.
The key advantage was that the number was non-existent, rendering it impossible to trace.
A flicker of panic flashed in Sarah's eyes.
'Zeke,' her heart sank. Only he would use this kind of number.
Hugo studied her with carefully crafted indifference as he held out the phone, a trap disguised as a courtesy.
"You have a call."
Sarah deliberately feigned confusion as she took it, glancing at it. "An international call? Really? I'm afraid it's more like a spam call."
Without missing a beat, she rejected the call with practiced nonchalance.
