The Help Callie Rose Novels & Stories

But Romilda's number was out of service. "Damn it!" Rose hissed in frustration. Just as Rose was about to put her phone back, it vibrated. Her heart skipped a beat when she saw the caller ID—it was from a nurse in the hospital. Rose quickly answered. "Hello? Yes, nurse? How's my mom? Is she okay?" Rose asked anxiously. A small chuckle on the other side signaled good news. "Calm down, Rose. Your mother is doing better, and she really wants to see you. Let me transfer the call to her, okay?"

‘Bunny, this is the first time a doctor has ever nagged at me and tried to boss me around. ‘So?’ Callie put her hands on her hips. ‘This is Rosedale Hospital, not your military camp. Pulling rank doesn’t work here. Actually, maybe it does—I’m the doctor, you are the patient. Therefore, I outrank you. You have to listen to me.’ ‘I’m kind of tired after my walk. Can you lend me a hand?’ he asked, raising an eyebrow. ‘Fine.’ Callie gave an exasperated sigh, then extended her hand towards him. ‘I’ll help you.’

Whatever had happened seemed to be far worse than I'd imagined. "I got a call from Jared--" he was interrupted by the sound of my ringing phone and I glanced at it, puzzled. "It's probably a call from the medical centre," he told me and I grabbed my phone from the table. Rai was right. It was a call from Rose. Swiftly picking up the call, I lifted the phone to my ear. I could hear the wailing of sirens through the phone. "Doctor Lynn, it's me, Rose," my assistant said, her voice quivering with what seemed to be anxiety.

I press my lips together as I struggled with the rest of the note since Callie’s experience in her childhood begins to hunt my mind making me feel guiltier. I continued, “I didn’t have any purpose in life…. until you came. You gave me…” I trailed off as I exhaled heavily while shaking my head sideways. “You gave me hope to continue living again after what happened in Maldives. I wish to see you again.” My eyes darted at the last sentence on her letter and it broke my heart as more guilt consumes me. “That’s it?” I hear America. I cleared my throat, “Yeah.” Callie Alexandra Colton (A.K.A Rose, Georgina, Amelia, Lorraine & Victor)

She couldn't afford to make it on TV as a thief, her image was delicate and her jewelry line would fail. Sighing, she took out her phone and texted, ROSE: [I NEED YOUR HELP.] She was about to put the phone back when the response came almost immediately, ETHAN: [WHERE ARE YOU] She was shocked, she expected him to ask her to explain what kind of help. Rose wanted to ask him to send anyone over who could help her situation since there was no way he'd leave work just for her. The door opened and four officers in uniform entered, they were holding their waist belts with glasses, “Heard there is a case to handle!”

Rose and hope looks eachother Rose come her her sense, when her phone beep. However her eyes catches the caller name, her jaw drops. It's again zach call!

Rose asked with a calm tone. Madeline was stunned. While it wasn't her arrangement, they intended to help her. Seeing Madeline's reaction, Rose couldn't help but sneer. At that moment, Rose's phone rang. Seeing the caller ID showing "Miles", she couldn't help but feel that it was the perfect timing. "Ms. Chambers, do you mind if I take this call?" Rose raised her phone. Madeline was taken aback. Before she could respond, Rose had already answered the call on speakerphone.

"I bring Ms. Collins business, and she brings me someone to play with. Where's the problem?" She grabbed my throat, her other hand reaching for my clothes. "Relax, young man. I'll help you change." My phone slipped from my pocket and hit the floor. The call was still connected. Young Edmund had heard everything. I could hear him panting, like he was running. "Wait for me. I'm coming!" he screamed into the phone. Lydia's hand closed around my belt. As her grip tightened on my throat and the air cut off, my vision washed out in white.

Assistant: (Sitting on the HOD’s lap, twirling her fingers around his lips) “Honey, they said thirty minutes. If you don’t get a call in forty-five, we’ll call security to kick them out.” HOD: “When we kick them ” His phone rang, cutting him off. HOD: “Hello, Director… How have you been? You usually don’t call unless there’s a problem.” Director: “Yeah, there seems to be a problem.” HOD: “Talk to me, then. I can help, as usual.” Director: “The only way you can help me is if you’ve helped yourself, HOD.” HOD: “What do you mean?” Director: “You’ve been fired.”

Rose told Mary as she stepped aside to receive the call. “Hello, babe,” she said into the phone. “Hello. Where did you disappear to? I am almost leaving,” Walter said. “Am next to the parking lot.” “I will be there,” Walter said before hanging up. Mary could tell that rose couldn’t help her. She read it in her body language after her phone call. ‘Sorry about that. I had to receive the call…concerning your request. I can’t help you, unfortunately. I stay with my boyfriend,” Rose said.