The Number You Have Dialed By Geon Eomul Nyeo Novels & Stories

👶👶👶👶👶 I'm packing to go home when I receive a call from Ren. That's weird. A call from Ren? I quickly pick up. " You need to get here NOW!!! " 😶😶😶😶

The phone rang. "🎶Imagine your face Say hello to me 'Til all the bad days They're nothing to me With you🎶" (Winter bear by Kim Taehyung) Min-Jae picked up the phone call simultaneously as he adjusted his Rolex watch on his wrist. "yeoboseyo," Min-Jae mumbled and swirled his eyes which was filled with desperateness for someone. An old woman retorted back from the other end of the phone.

Good thing, she was too focused on the road that she safely made into the right line and went back to driving smoothly. Her brows instantly furrowed the moment she caught the unregistered number on her phone after giving it a brief glance. Surely, it was not Simon because she already memorized the last digits of his new phone number. Carmina pursed her lips. She didn't have any plan on answering it, however, she was not really sure if it was Jay Kim or a different person who has a new number just like Simon. Hesitantly, she finally answered the call “Come to the restaurant nearest to the Empire building,” said the low voice.

Thank you, Madam". Diana said. "you're welcome dear". Mrs. Valetio said with a smile. "I will have my way to my house now". Diana said. "No problem, don't forget to text me on my W******p line this evening". "0811174689, that's the current one, take note". Okay Mami" Diana said and had a way out of Mrs. Valetio's compound.

I noticed that there was a cute little card on it, so I looked to see what it contained. *My number is saved on your phone, and it's on speed dial. Do not save anyone else's phone number in this phone. Not even the moon goddess's.* I read the note in his voice, and it was so funny. «I don't think the moon goddess would have a phone number.» Eliana muttered. «Have some sense of humor, Eliana.» I rolled my eyes at her. I should call Jared..

His own voice filled the kitchen "I know what you want. Just give me more time. I'll have what you need by the end of the week. Don't contact me on this number again." The recording ended. I looked at George across the kitchen table, he returned the gaze "Who," I said, "were you talking to?" He opened his mouth but nothing came out, his phone rang. We both looked at the screen. Unknown number. The same format Germany always used, eleven digits, no area code that matched any state I recognized. George's hand tightened around the phone. "Don't," I said. He answered it anyway. I watched his face the same way I'd watched it the night before over the contract file. Looking for the thing that woul

The baby was asleep. Richard was on a client call in the living room. My brain needed something physical to do, so I put on rubber gloves and got ready to work. Immediately, my phone rang against the tile and it was Ned, I picked. Without greeting, he answered from the dialer's number. “Turn to Channel 7.” "What?" "Right now, Oma." Immediately, I dropped the brush I was holding, as it clattered on the floor and got up.

Hope, fragile and unfamiliar, trying to find room to exist. "Yes," he said softly. "He would, wouldn't he." They sat with that possibility in the morning light. Then Nora's phone buzzed. She glanced at it, expecting Sophie or Henderson. It was neither. The screen showed a video call request from a number she did not recognize, the country code unmistakably international. She looked at Ethan. "Hong Kong," she said quietly. His expression shifted instantly into something focused and braced. "Answer it," he said. She hesitated for one breath.

Axel began, deftly catching the noisy phone before it met it's unfortunate end, "we should consider giving you a landline you can carry about instead. Tied right to your waist." I shot him a glare, daring with my angry gaze to say one more word and cross the lines. "It's a signal from one of your jets. It's currently heading towards New Zealand." He tossed the phone back after he was done looking at the screen. "The dumbo was right after all."

She walks towards her computer table and noticed that it just finished executing the commands that she had entered before she went to take a bath. “hmmm… all that’s left is to send this to Gion and we're all done!!! hot spring here I come!!!!” ~ringggg~ Emelia picked up the call without looking for the caller id while she was preparing her food for the trip. “Emilia speaking, how may I help you?”