Claiming My Baby Mama
This time they answered.
"Lani Ventures customer care speaking, how can we help you today?" A man's voice rang.
"Good morning, I would like to speak with Malcolm Blake, please," I said in my good girl voice.
"Aren't you supposed to be in school right now? Why are you fooling around with your parent's phone?" The man asked.
"It's my phone, not my mum's. Just pass the phone to Malcolm Blake. Tell him his lookalike wants to speak with him," I ordered, sternly this time, imitating mummy.