Chapter ninety two

So much for trust and love, Gonzalez thought and gave a wry smile.

Just then, when he was about to go see what to do with his life, his phone rang.

"Why would anyone be calling at this time?" Gonzalez wondered and decides to not pick up the call.

The phone rang another 2 to 3 times and Gonzalez finally decides to answer, perhaps it could be important.

He feared it could be one of the Williams calling to further humiliate him.

Or give him a piece of their tongue, something he was tired of listening to.

He had heard enough to last him for a lifetime.

"Hello" the caller had said at the other end

"Yes, hello" Gonzalez had answered, he had immediately recognized the caller and it was not who he had feared.

The voice was one of an elderly man, probably in his late fifties or middle sixties.

He started to speak, his face tense with worry. Gonzalez answered with a heavy sigh, his voice betraying his sadness. The news was clearly not good.

As expected, the caller brought up Marissa, a

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