Chapter 103

So will you send me a message with your number? Then I could write it down.

That made no sense to Jamie. The logic of sending a message to write it down; why was phone storage there?

Sure I can do that, I guess; Jamie took out her apple 13 "so what is your number?"

John had this dumbfounded look on his face, "my number?"

Who had chased Ms. Jamie out of the shop? The two assistants looked over at the blonde girl. Are you going to stand there with a mouth full of teeth, "do you know with who she is associated?"

The same bloody man who had grown this business, Mr. Charleston, was furious as he scolded the three women.

The blonde nervously swallowed as her heart was pounding; she had always heard of Mr. Broadwimg but had never come face to face with him.