Chapter 48. The Woman in the Picture

Anna's dream was so beautiful that she even wanted to sleep a little longer, but due to the noise of the phone, she was forced to open her eyes. 

"Hello?" She said, yawning and stretching her other arm after answering the phone that was on the side table. She was still half awake. 

"Ahmm… Who's this please?" She glanced at the caller again when she heard a woman's voice. It was obviously a young, innocent woman bass from her soothing voice.

She cleared her throat. "I am Anna Crimson." She then realized that it was not her phone but Dye.

"May I speak to Mr. Fletcher ma'am?" She was startled by her politeness, and so she answered with respect.

"I think he's busy with his personal things. Can you-"

"Who's it?" 

She was stopped by his voice, and she lifted her head to look at him. His hair was wet, and there were droplets of water traveling onto his body. 

She gulped hard when she saw his nakedness, and the only hindran