They Did Not Say Anything Was Wrong

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. Moira made a call to Grace. Unexpectedly, the phone only rang once before it was hung up. "B*tch, how dare you hang up on me!" Moira scolded. People like her never knew when to stop when it was enough. In particular, she thought that Grace was just an ant, thus she became more arrogant when she did things. Moira tried calling her a few more times in a row. As expected, she hung up with a loud sound. If Grace really didn't want to answer, how could she be so lucky every time? Hanging up right during the first ring, as if she was deliberately counting the time on the other end of the line. All of a sudden, an idea flashed across Moira's mind. Did Grace block her number? As soon as this idea came up, Moira was so angry that she paced back and forth in the room. She swore, "Who the hell are you? How dare you block me? Grace, who do you think you are!" "Heh, do you think I won't be able to curse you if you do that? It's not that easy!"