Abigail Summer steadied herself against the wall with a shaky voice, "What do you want to do?"
"What do I want to do? Let me think... it was because of you that Kevin Cliff's child died, right?"
"Shut up! It was just an accident..."
"Really? An accident? But I heard something different. There's a saying in China called 'sacrifice the plum tree for the peach tree,' right?"
"No! That's not it... I don't know what nonsense you are talking about! The child simply went missing by accident, not what you call 'sacrifice the plum tree for the peach tree'!" Abigail Summer argued emotionally.
"Miss Summer, let's set a time to meet."
"...Okay, you say when."
After jotting down the address, Abigail Summer hung up the phone in a panic.
"What are you doing now, something scandalous?"
A voice suddenly came from behind her, and she turned in terror, her cellphone slipping to the ground.
