Everyone around Sherman was totally immersed in that, but only Sherman went about her business.
Sherman's phone vibrated when she was about to make copies of the materials she had sorted out. She took out her phone and found it was Kingsley.
Then she went to the break room and answered it.
There came Kingsley's deep voice, "Have you arrived a t the office yet? And did you have breakfast?"
Sherman replied to his questions one by one and asked him, "Is the urgent business handled?"
Kingsley's voice was hoarse, as if he had not slept," I'm sorry, Sherman. I left in a hurry yesterday and I didn't have time to call you. It was late at night when I finished everything, and I didn't want to wake you. Grandpa's not doing too well, and I am in Lanechett now. I've only just arrived. I'm so tired and dying to hear your voice..."
Sherman inquired about grandpa's situation with concern. Kingsley said, "Grandpa is in serious condition. And he is in the ICO."
Hearing that, Sherman consoled him, "No bad news is the best news."
Kingsley responded with a chuckle. Sherman was relieved to hear his faint and relaxed laughter.
At the same time, she heard Kingsley's laughter mingled with a mellow female voice, "Kingsley, come over!"
Sherman was stunned. Then another soft female voice came, which was somewhat similar to the one before." Kingsley, call your father and tell him to hurry up.
Your grandpa's going into surgery."
It sounded urgent. Sherman came out of her trance and was about to hang up, but Kingsley's voice boomed out, "It's my aunt."
"She was your woman, after all. And it's fair to say that you are largely responsible for this," Sherman said.
Instead of defending Natalie, Sherman took this opportunity to attack and satirize Billy.
Sherman showed Natalie the greatest kindness by not attacking her at this critical conjuncture. But there was no way Sherman would speak for Natalie.
"I thought you'd be happy with my answer. Because I have made a clean break with Natalie." Billy said.
Hardly had Billy touched Sherman's wrist than she recoiled from his touch.
"Why should I be happy when you make a clean break with her? What do you take me for? Are you inferring I can't stand people having good lives?" Sherman said frostily, "Sorry, I am not the kind of person you imagine me to be. Lunchtime is over. I should get back to work. Are you sure you're not going to see your Allie?"
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