Phoebe''s temples throbbed. She was silent for a few seconds before saying. "Do you have a bit of conscience? I''m in apletely unfamiliar ce. If I don''t check in first, do you want me to sleep on the street tonight?" Evelyn knew her previous words were a bit harsh. She said, "I''m worried about Donovan. Since you''re already there, find him first. I''m sure he has a ce for you to stay."


    "What if I can''t find him?" Phoebe asked.


    Evelyn, "That''s impossible. Don''t curse Donovan."


    Phoebe closed her eyes tightly in frustration. "Not once since I got off the ne have you asked me once if the flight was tiring or if I felt airsick. I know you probably think I am picked up off the street, but you don''t have to show such obvious favoritism."@@novelbin@@


    With that, she hung up the phone.


    John looked up and saw Phoebe in the rearview mirror, her chest heaving with anger. He said, "Phoebe, what you just said..."


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