At that same moment, In New York City, Mr Samuel Anderson sat in the living room of the Anderson estate, sipping his afternoon tea with a calm face.He was seated beside his wife, Mrs Sarah Anderson, a graceful woman with a kind look, while their first daughter, Vivian Anderson, sat opposite them, flipping through a business magazine. The atmosphere in the living room was calm and peaceful, until his phone began to ring.They all froze for a moment, while Mr Anderson frowned slightly. Hardly anyone called him on that number because it was his private line which was known only by a handful of close friends and family.With a suspicious look, he glanced at his daughter and asked, “Vivian, did you give my number to anyone?”Hearing this, Vivian shook her head immediately, with confusion written all over her face, “No, Dad. Why would I?” She asked back, which immediately deepened his curiosity.He quickly reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone, but when he saw the name on the
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