Chapter 91: Call me three times every day

Hard for her to be held all night; her bones were almost crushed. And this didn't even involve intimacy. If it had happened, wouldn't she be abused and unable to get out of bed every day?

Carrying her backpack, she walked downstairs and headed straight for the kitchen.

"Heloi, come here," Reginald said, still looking at a document, not bothering to lift his head.

Heloise didn't know how he had given her a nickname, which didn't suit her at all, but she stopped and changed direction towards him, offering a polite yet distant smile. "What's up, Mr. Wordsworth?"

Reginald was still looking at his phone. Ben, standing nearby, handed her a phone. "Miss, this is your new phone."

He bought her a phone.

"Thank you," Heloise took it.

The phone was placed in an exquisite and high-end matte box, ready to be turned on. She took it out, looked at the brand, froze for a moment, and then turned the phone over.

Sure enough, an entire surface of pink diamonds.

This was the most expensive phone brand in