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... > Isabel instinctively raised her hand, wanting to stop Henry Maxwell, but a pleasant mobile phone ringtone interrupted the bizarre tension in the car.
Henry’s hand stopped.
Isabel secretly breathed a sigh of relief, smiled apologetically at Henry, and said, “I’m sorry, Mr. Maxwell, I need to take this call.”
She then turned around, faced the window, and pulled out her mobile phone from her bag.
The incoming call displayed an unfamiliar phone number.
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