Chapter 31
Laila I stare at my phone as it vibrates in my palm, ringing insistently while my stomach twists into nervous knots. The caller ID flashes: Clair Montgomery. The one call I’ve been dreading. Deep down, I knew she’d reach out eventually—whether for work or something else. I have to answer. I know I do. It’s just that... “Hello, Mrs. Montgomery! How are you?” I force a light tone and a small smile. Professional. That’s all I need to be right now—just her designer. “My dear Laila, it’s so lovely to hear your sweet voice. I’m well, thank you.” Her voice is warm and smooth, but there’s something under the surface. “So, how’s the project going? Is everything still to your liking?” I try to steer the conversation, keep it business-focused. “Yes, everything is coming along beautifully. But
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