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“Where's Amelia's phone?” Rey asked Charlie.

“It's with me. I'm not letting you pick any calls anymore. It's too risky.” Charlie stated.

“Hand it over.” Rey ordered.

“I'm sorry Rey, but I'm not going to release this phone.” Charlie stood firm on his word.

“I won't pick any calls. Just give it to me.” Rey extended his hand towards Charlie.

“That's what you said the last time. And despite me warning you not to, you still went ahead to pick it. I'm not giving you.”

Rey was getting irritated with Charlie's refusal, he moved closer to Charlie with glaring eyes and tight fists.

Charlie feared Rey, the last thing he wanted was to engage in some fist fight because of a phone.

“Here, here, have it.” Charlie stretched his hand towards Rey with the phone in it as he paced backwards.

Rey smirked, “Glad you made the right decision.”

Charlie grinded his teeth in annoyance, “You may have had your way by collecting the phone but please don't take any calls.”

Rey exhaled loudly, “I already told you