When he saw that he had been spared, Anthony quickly scurried away.
| breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at my phone. | had better call a taxi, just to be safe.
If Anthony had a sudden change of heart and decided to ambushon my way back, | would be in trouble
again.
Tory beckoned his subordinates over to clean his shoes. Then, he cocked his head atand asked, "Do you
wantto send you home?"
It was clear that he wantedout of his sight.
| shook my head. "No, thank you."
I turned and headed in the direction | came
from. When | sensed that someone was following me, | turned to look. It was Tory. | asked, slightly baffled, "Is
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtsomething the matter, Mr. Zimmer son?"
Tory rolled his eyes. "Are you the only one allowed to use this road?"
"No."
The man huffed. 'Then why are you asking?"
| sighed and said nothing but thought to myself what a strange guy he was.
After walking a while more, my phone rang.
Just as | looked down to retrieve my phone from my bag, Tory's subordinate reached forward and snatched my
bag away.
"What are you doing?" | subconsciously reached forward to grab it back.
However, the man raised my bag high above my head. There was no way | could reach it at all.
Tory gave him a look, and he retrieved my phone from the bag before handing it to Tory.
I tried to snatch it back from him, but his subordinates blocked me.
My eyes widened. | had no idea why he was doing this.
Tory spared no explanation and picked up the phone with an expressionless face. " President Grant, this is Tory
Zimmerson."
Theo was the one who called.
"What's the meaning of this, Tory?"
| was furious. Why was he doing this? That was my phone, not his. How could he just take someone's phone and
pick up the calls as he wished?
| did not know how Theo responded on the other end, but Tory hung up without saying another word. Then, he
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmpushed the bodyguard who was blockingaway and looked down at me. "Do you want to have it back?"
| glowered at him."That's my phone, Tory Zimmerson. Did your mom never teach you not to touch other people's
things without their consent?"
His expression darkened, and he looked a little frightening.
In an instant, my phone that was held high up in the air was smashed mercilessly onto the ground.
Due to the excessive force that was used, the phone shattered.
My eyes widened, and | stared at the destroyed phone, heartbroken.
My phones were too pitiful. They always lived such short lives and died in such tragic ways.
Sensing Tory's fury, | was shocked into silence. | just stared at him, stunned.
He squinted atas if trying to hide the rage in his gaze. "Mrs. Grant, my mother didn't teachanything. So,
would you like to take her place and teachslessons?"
His darkened expression moved closer to me, and | took a step back out of shock. | almost tripped and fell.