The Last Call Home Chapter 2

Ethan hung up the phone.

I knew he wouldn't come to pick Lily up.

Seven years, the eighth call for help, still failed.

I smiled bleakly, leaning weakly against the wall, feeling half of my body was hot.

Blood was rising with heat.

Looked upstairs, quiet, Lily hadn't woken up yet.

Or maybe she woke up, but dared not come down. She must be shrinking under the quilt shivering.

Thinking of this, my heart twisted in pain. Tried to get up, but my strength was exhausted.

What to do?

My daughter is so young, shivering under the quilt, but I can't help her at all.

After I die, if no one comes to pick her up, she will face that devil alone.

How will she live?

The phone suddenly vibrated, a message came.

I gasped, trying hard to see the message clearly.

It was from the fake heiress Bella.

[Ava, today is my twenty-third birthday party. Family is accompanying me, so no one wants to pay attention to you.]

[Actually, I don't understand. You've already lost so thoroughly, why still refuse to give up?]

I moved my lips, the smell of blood spreading.

I didn't refuse to give up, I just couldn't let go of Lily.

Don't know where I got a bit of strength, I tried my best to send a voice message to Bella.

Asking for help from this person I hated the most.

"Bella... sorry, I was wrong... I shouldn't have been hostile to you... shouldn't have competed for favor with you... I kowtow to you, begging you to pick up my daughter..."

Intermittently, I kept bleeding, and also weeping.

The dignity of many years collapsed completely at this moment, crushed into the mud by myself.

I never bowed to Bella.

Because I always believed that I was the real daughter of the Gaines family, and she was just a counterfeit occupying the magpie's nest.

But now, I bowed.

I admitted defeat.

"What?"

Bella was obviously stunned, then laughed loudly: "No way? You... too funny, you kowtow to me? Real or fake? Then kowtow quickly!"