Chapter37

3 months Later Ellen Whitmore's POV For the nth time my phone started buzzing and I ignored. God, whosoever was disturbing me was going to face my wrath if it isn't for a good reason. I didn't even look at the caller ID. I assumed it to be that nincompoop Daniel. He's the one who keeps disturbing me asking about the plan and stuff. Finally, my phone stopped buzzing. I sighed. I really need to relax right now. I buried my head more into the chest of the guy I hooked up with. We met at a party tonight and I so wanted to release my stress. It's been a while since I got laid now. As soon as I started to drown in my unconsciousness my fucking phone started buzzing again. Irritated, I got up and grabbed my phone which was lying on the nightstand. Mr. Reynolds? Okay this is so unexpected. I glanced towards the time. 12:37 a.m. Why the heck Mr. Reynolds is calling me so late? Without giving it much of a thought I swiped the screen and answered the call. "Mr. Reynolds?"