Chapter Twenty Eight:
Donald's POV
On my way home, I was so worried and confused. What's going on? Who is trying to play with my intelligence? Could this be The Miller's family or an unknown enemy. The Miller's are always jealous of my family. Is Rodriguez and the detective trying to lie against my mom? I pondered.
As I was thinking, my phone rang. I'm driving, I can't pick call at the moment. Few minutes later, Rosa sent a voicemail, “Babe, how are doing? I have been so worried about you. Call me when you receive this message. I love you.” Rosa said. I smiled and continue driving.
At the office,
When I got to the office, after listening to Rosa's voicemail, I called her back. “I'm fine babe, I'm at the office. I love you too.” I replied, we both laughed profusely.
“Come back home
