Our Billion-Worth Twins

Chapter 1446

Just as Edwin was about to count to three, her brain reacted faster than her body. Joanne blurted out, "Okay! You can stay as long as you give me back my phone!"

Who exactly was calling that made this calm woman panic like this?

A ray of light flashed across Edwin's eyes as he slowly lowered his hand.

Joanna's eyes were glued to the phone.

She was about to get it back when Edwin's thumb fell on the Answer button.

"What are you doing? Don't answer it."

"Mmm."

Joanne's exclamation and a soft sigh in the receiver instantly overlapped.

Edwin had broken his promise!

He turned his palm in a circle and brought the phone back to his ear.

He wanted to see who it was that made Joanna so nervous.

Except for Patrick or Jack...

How many others was she hiding?

Joanne had the urge to jump out of bed to grab the phone, but the injury to her right foot held her down. She could only hold her breath, afraid that Tail would hear her voice and call her mom. She prayed that the phone would be hung up as soon as possible.

Unfortunately, Tail couldn't hear her prayers.

A few seconds later, a soft and suspicious voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Hello?"

Edwin was stunned to hear the soft voice.

Never had he thought that Joanna was hiding a little girl.

"Did I dial the wrong number? Uh, but it's correct."

"You've reached the right number. I'm here," Edwin said softly, his doubts held in check. "It's late. What's going on?"

Joanna felt as if she were teetering on the edge of a precipice, her nerves stretched tautly.

One wrong word from Tail, and they'd both be at the vanishing point.

Given what happened to Cat and Cedrick, she didn't think the Atherton family would let their offspring wander outside.

Luckily, Tail was smart enough not to answer Edwin's question. She furrowed her brow and asked in a bubbly voice, "Who is this? Why are you holding the phone?"

"I'm a friend of the phone's owner. She's with me right now, but it's inconvenient for her to answer the phone," Edwin replied, seizing the chance to coax her. "If you tell me how you're connected to the

phone's owner, I'll let her speak to you. How does that sound?"

There was a pause on the other end of the phone, and Joanne felt a chill of foreboding. Regardless of her injury, she lifted the quilt and tried to get off the bed.

Edwin changed colors and pressed his hand against her shoulder.

Simultaneously, he pressed the girl for an answer.

If you won't talk, I'll hang up."

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Thud.

Just as the little girl was about to utter the final syllable, Joanne suddenly fell off the bed. Edwin’s face changed. He forgot about the girl and hurried over to help Joanna.

"Darn it! What are you doing? Don't you care about your foot?