Many times Angela contacted Arthur but none of the calls were picked up by her brother. It was strange, if she had been spamming, Arthur would have inevitably replied to her messages or picked up the phone but not at all. What happened to her brother?
After her shift finished in the afternoon, Angela drove to the place where she knew Arthur lived. Angela got out of the car after putting the car at the end of the parking lot. She rushed into the luxurious apartment her brother had rented. She still had not given up on contacting Arthur until she reached the door of her brother's apartment unit. Her finger began to press the doorbell, waiting for a few moments for someone inside to open the door.
Angela frowned, there was no response from her brother. She continued to press the bell, but to no avail.
"This person, why is it so hard to contact all of a sudden?" grumbled Angela, losing her patience.
