282 Secrets of the Hilton Hotel

All the blood rushed to Emily's head, leaving her momentarily unable to react.

The woman, seemingly not hearing a response, asked again, "Hello? Who is this?"

Emily was still in shock.

Mr. Satan had once told her that this number was his private number! Only his assistant and she knew it!

But why was this woman answering his phone?

Did Mr. Satan allow this?

The woman's voice was unfamiliar. Emily was certain she had never heard it before. This woman wasn't anyone she had ever met.

It meant one thing. Mr. Satan had protected this woman well.

Who was she...

Emily felt her doubts almost bursting out of her body, but her throat felt like it was stuffed with cotton, unable to utter a single word.

The woman muttered, somewhat puzzled, "Why aren't you speaking? The call connected..."

"Whose call?" A man's voice came from a distance.

It was him!

Emily's heart leaped into her throat. It was him, Mr. Satan!

Even though she hadn't seen his face, Emily was very familiar with his voice!

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