Novel & Cerita Deku Phone

Dexie replied. "Be good. Go quickly. I'll take this time to rest in the car," Luke whispered. "Okay then," Dexie sighed. "Right. This is a new phone. Your current phone is broken, so use this one." Luke pulled out a sleek and beautiful smartphone and handed it to Dexie.

I had been thinking of getting a new phone since mine had shattered during the week but I wasn’t opportune to get one and I had only mentioned it once in front of Kol. “Is this for me?” I looked at him with a smile on my face. He looked at me briefly and nodded. “I can have your contacts transferred to if you want.” He’d saved me the stress of going to the repair shop or a phone store to get a new one. I looked at the chrome gradient on the back. It was a customised Drestech phone with “My Pixie” Inscribed on the back. A blush rose to my cheeks as I read it.

Probably easy to talk to, as well. Unlike some people. Morgan darted a glance to her right, at Jack. His gaze was fixed on Deke’s palm caressing her shoulder. His glower couldn’t be mistaken for anything else. What was up with him? “If Jack doesn’t take care of you, you walk over to that phone,” Deke pointed to the sleek black unit mounted on the wall, “and call me. I’m the second speed dial button. I’ll rush right out to give you whatever you need.” He winked.

All it took was just one look for him to recognize that the phone wasn’t just any luxury device; it was custom, a work of art. He could immediately tell by the craftsmanship, the fine details etched into the back, and the weight of it that this was no ordinary phone, but a custom made one. Plus it even had his initials as well, which were embossed like a logo, JB: standing for Julian blackwood. Vera slid the phone across the table to him, her tone casual. “This is for your private communications. A secure line. It’s a limited edition, one of only three in the world. Custom-made, with technology most people can’t even begin to understand.”

I deadpanned and he laughed, raising his hands in mock surrender. "The club's only going to get busier, and so will you. I'll probably only see you again on the weekend, so I guess I just came around to say bye, until Saturday, hopefully," I wanted to ask him where he was going but I just nodded, "you can update me then about the club but if there's any emergencies, any emergencies at all," he paused as he reached into his jacket and then pulled out a sleek brand new iPhone before he held it out to me, "call me. My contact details are in there, and this will be your new phone. You'll change cell phones every week because there's always someone listening. Don't be careless with the phone, Bea

Smiling triumphantly, he took out his phone and called Lelia. Lelia was working on a design when her phone rang. Lelia took out her phone from her bag and saw the calling ID was Hubby "Hubby" Lelia was startled. "Did Duke save his number on my phone?" Looking at ID, Lelia's ears turned red with embarrassment. "You have guts" Lelia muttered to herself then picked up the call. "Lelia, I made a mistake" Duke spoke into the phone. His voice was shaking as if he was going cry anytime.

Sky started to doubt Kiara even more than before . " Tell me where you bought this phone ? " asked Kiara trying to avoid Sky's question. " What don't you like it ? This is the newest model which everyone dreams of . " said Sky . " This isn't the issue here . Even though you may be rich , you don't need to pay more than what you owe . Mine was an iPhone 7 model so I will return this and buy the model I had ." said Kiara putting the phone back in the bag . Sky looked at Kiara and refused to tell her .

Hence, she quickly said, "Peace, can you lend me some money? I want to buy a new Jordan phone." Peace replied, "The latest model is more than 10,000 each. Where would I find that money?! This phone was provided by the company." "Can't you give me one? You have several of them!" Becky cajoled with a bright smile. Peace replied without even lifting her head, "These phones are supplied by the company so that I can carry out my work. Besides, all of them are being used." Unable to persuade Peace, Becky stomped her feet in anger before going back to continue cleaning the toilet.

But Duke, I feel safe. I opened my eyes when I heard a knock. “Come in,” I said. “They’re gone,” Duke said as he walked in. “That was fast,” I replied. “I had to find a way to get rid of them,” he said casually. “Do you want something to eat? A sandwich, maybe?” He winked. I laughed immediately. “Here,” he said, handing me a small box. “I got you a phone. And this is a debit card. You can get anything you need. The pin is your birthday.”