Chapter 50

Rhiannon was seated on her office chair when her phone started ringing.

She frowned as she glanced at where she had placed it wondering who might be calling her at that time.

The call ended while she was still debating whether to pick it up or not.

She stretched her hand, took it then switched it on so that she could see who was calling her.

Just before she took a glance, she received an incoming call.

Having no other choice, she picked it up.

“Hello,” she said immediately she picked it and placed her the phone on her right ear

“Hello, madam. Am I talking to Miss Rhiannon?” the person on the other side said, causing Rhiannon to glance at the screen again.

“Yes, may I know who I am speaking to, please?” she asked politely as she continued going through the documents that were on the table.

“That’s good. I am a prison warden,” the person on the other side said her occupation without saying her name in fear that Rhiannon might tell the high-ups about her collaboration with the Clarks’ mo