Alice immediately reminded him, "Mr. Evans, your phone is ringing."

Carl got up with a frown, grabbed a robe, put it on, and picked up the phone.

"Hello."

"Carl, it's me." Anna's voice came from the other end of the line.

Alice heard it too. That familiar female voice she would never forget.

Now, she just didn’t feel like a woman. Anna was the real woman. She sneered, pulling the quilt to wrap herself tighter.

"What's wrong with you? It's late. Don’t you sleep?" Carl's voice was still cold.

"Carl, where are you now? Aren't you supposed to have a dinner party tonight?"

"I've canceled it, I'm staying at the...