Chapter 38

“Hello?”

“Hey Remi, it's–”

I would have won a hanging up competition with how fast I dropped the call.

It was the night before my first day of work and I was gearing up to start with a bang.

I was thinking up ideas for new implementations when my phone rang. At first, I didn't recognise the number even though it looked familiar. But hearing Oscar’s voice almost made me fling my phone across the room.

“This bastard has some nerve calling me.” I realised I hadn't blocked his number.

When dad had initially brought me home, there had been a flicker of hope that he would come back to his senses and take me back.

There were nights I would stare at my phone, crying myself to sleep.

My phone rang again. I stared at it until it stopped but just a few seconds later, it started up again.

“Hello!” I thundered into the microphone.

“Remi, please don't hang up. I have some–”

“Listen here, you piece of shit. I don't know what gives you the impression I care about anything you have to say or that y