Vance Black Phone Novels & Stories

Everyone at the table cringed as Kieran’s oily voice reverberated through the speaker because the room was silent and Haley didn't bother going to another room. Vance grabbed the phone out of Haley’s hand before she could reply, glaring at the gadget and speaking in a harsh, irate tone. "Cut it out, you scumbag! Now, Haley has a lot of attractive, well-off guys who cook for her and treat her well. Wait till the next life if you want her to prepare meals for you.” With a quick click, Vance hung up the phone and returned it to Haley, muttering to himself. "What a creep, ugh! Why do you even take his calls, Ley? Regardless of how many numbers he uses, I would have blocked him long ago."

she added. And before she could think deeper, her phone rang... She groaned when he saw Vincaster dial I.D on the screen of her Samsung phone. ~Jerk is calling~ Accept or Decline?

But this one carried weight and urgency. “Damn Jer, Where did you keep your phone throughout yesterday?” he asked furiously. I cleared my throat and lied before I could overthink it. “Forgot it in my car.” Then I added a truth, “I was with Teyana.” His gaze narrowed knowingly, a faint smile tugging at his lips. “Can see you’ve gotten her back. Happy for you.” I nodded, then asked what had been on my mind since I stepped in, “Did Vance tell you anything?”

At the bottom of the page, where his wife's name should have been, Isabella Vale stared back at him in clean black ink. His voice, when it finally came, was low and dangerous. "Where is Grace?" The guard at the door went pale. "Sir... every record tied to Miss Vance has been wiped. Her phone is dead, the gate cameras are blank, and the plates on the car do not exist. We have no location."

he murmured, his thumb pressing into my lower lip, “are going to help me bait the trap.” Before I could ask him what he meant, Marcus’s voice broke through the partition speaker. “Sir, we have a problem. I traced the final destination of the burner phone’s registration. It wasn’t bought by a rival corporation or a foreign agent.” Alexander’s hand froze on my jaw. “Who bought it, Marcus?” Marcus swallowed hard over the speaker, his voice trembling. “The credit card used to secure the burner phone network belongs to Victor Vance. Your new wife’s stepfather.”

At home, Vance lay sprawled on the floor, feeling like his life had never been darker. His phone rang, cutting through the silence of the night. He jumped up and scrambled to find it. After locating it under the coffee table, he saw Aiden's name on the screen. He collapsed back onto the floor and answered the call. Aiden's urgent voice came through. "Vance! There's something important I need to tell you." Vance had zero energy. "What?"

Mack Black dialed the landline number of the villa and asked the servant to prepare some food for Carl Black. Carl Black was waiting impatiently for Lisa. He had so many questions to ask her. He searched for his phone. When he didn’t see it, he asked Mack Black, "Give me my phone." "Oh yes." Mack Black then took out a brand-new phone from the cabinet and gave it to him. "I bought a new one. Your phone was damaged in the accident.” He took a few seconds to say the next words, "I called Mom. She is coming back today."

Vincent gave no replies, rather he reached for his pockets and pulled out a smartphone which he handed over to Grace. Grace raised her eyebrows looking from him to the black smartphone that rested on his palms, She was confused but decided to take the phone anyways, She examined the phone while glancing at Vincent who just stared at her. “What is this for?”. Grace asked still confused as to why a black phone was being handed to her. Her question was answered when the phone lit up ringing, She looked at the caller and gasped as everything was slowly making sense to her. Mr Leonard Black

"There are gentlemen here to see you." I didn't ask who. I already knew. "Send them up." They arrived like a funeral procession. Three men in black suits. No smiles. The one in front carried a leather folio with the Black Acquisitions logo embossed in silver—a serpent eating its own tail. "Elena Hart?" he asked, though he already knew. "That's me." "I'm Attorney Vance. I represent Mr. Black." He didn't offer his hand. "I'm here to discuss the terms of your father's debt."