Chapter 57 Midnight Wish

• “Ann?” Maxwell called, just to be sure that he wasn’t imagining it.
• “You are still sober, that is good.” She chattered from the other end of the phone like a bird. “I just wanted to call you on time before you get drunk surrounded by a pool of half-naked ladies, or whatever it is you Billionaire playboys do on the eve of your birthdays.” she teased.
• “Anna…” Mr. Blackwood didn’t even get the chance to speak as she continued.