Chapter 125

"We really don't need anything, Mr. Harper, but thanks for the kind offer. If there's nothing else, I'm gonna hang up now. It's late and our lady needs rest." "Wait!" Nathan's voice suddenly picked up with urgency on the other end. "Is Mrs. Anniston at home? I... could I have a quick word with her?" "Mr. Harper, don't you think it's a bit late for that?" "This is literally life or death. Please, I'm begging you." The maid hesitated, glancing across the room. When April gave a small nod, she finally replied, "Alright, hold on a moment. I'll go get her." "Y-yes, of course, thank you." Even before she picked up the phone, April pretty much guessed what Nathan was calling for-clearly some major hiccup with his business. The guy must be desperate, running around begging people for help. Funny thing was, he didn't even go straight to his own daughter's husband, and instead turned to the Larsons. That was...unexpected. Rolling her eyes like she was actually considering it, April answered the