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He asked, but no one answered on the other line. "I'm asking, who's this?" He asked again, but then no one answered, making him irritated. Seconds after he asked, he heard a loud thud on the other line. He looked at the screen of his phone, but the number is unregistered. "You'll answer my question, or I'll sue you?" He asked, threatening the person. When no one still answers him, he just ended the call and went back to sleep. It's already 8 in the morning, and he's having his breakfast before going to work when his phone rang and the same unregistered number last night popped up on his phone screen.

In the end, he decided to call Sela. The phone rang once, and just as he was about to speak, he was interrupted by a cold, automated female voice. "We're sorry. The number you have dialed is unavailable…"

I called Jules 18 times, but he still did not answer. The crowd outside the VIP entrance was in an uproar, with screams echoing one after another. However, all I could hear was the cold, mechanical female voice. "Sorry, the number you dialed is currently unavailable." I had already vaguely figured it out. Jules had stood me up again. However, I stubbornly wanted an answer. I kept dialing the phone over and over. As the familiar prompt sounded again and again, my heart sank little by little.

Was she just being paranoid? Still, Martin's phone rang halfway through, and Renee glanced at it to see that it was an unsaved number. It started with 158… and ended with 2288. Wasn't that the prefix for a Jormund number? "Sorry, Yvie, I'll talk to you later. I just got a call." Martin then passed Renee's phone back to her, while leaving with her own phone. Renee watched her leave, while feeling suspicious. 2288?

He quickly found her international number and dialed. After several rings, an automated voice message answered: **“We’re sorry. The number you dialed is no longer in service.”** Shocked, Nathan stared at his phone in disbelief. His assistant, standing nearby, offered a hesitant suggestion: “Sir, I think… the madam might have blocked you.” Nathan’s expression darkened, cycling between pale and furious. The reality sank in after a long pause: Isabella had blocked him. The assistant glanced at him nervously, his tone almost scolding:

The person other line screamed then the call drops. Aishat- Hello? Hello?

“Look. These are all the calls you missed over the past three weeks.” I looked at the screen and gasped. There were literally hundreds of calls and at least half were from my mates. I was getting angry that they didn’t call me, and it looked like they have been calling me multiple times a day and not getting through. “It looks like they’ve been intercepting your outgoing, too. I’m guessing you have had a lot of your calls not answered?” Ben pointed to a few numbers on the screen. “They just dropped the call.” And that would explain why they weren’t taking my calls.

The friend's laughter became more intense, but in the middle of their conversation, Margaux's cellphone rang, causing Eve to go silent as well. "How come you didn't answer the phone first?" Margaux, on the other hand, was dazed when she noticed the caller on her screen. Declan it was. The girl hung up the phone and stood up, ignoring her friend. "Hey, where are you going, and why haven't you answered the call?" "Incorrect call. An unregistered number flashed on the screen." "Why are unregistered numbers calling you all the time, are those your admirers?" Margaux chuckled.