Chapter 5 Lonely place and being alone - 5

Marshall was constantly thinking about a way to connect with the guest. He was strolling inside the room, trying to find another way.

"Sir, may I please know what needs to be conveyed so I can ask our workers to go to the residence and inform the person about the news?" James queried politely.

"The guest is unaware of the dress code and isn't picking up the call either. I should inform the person right away," he explained.

"Noted, sir!" James responded and bowed. He left.

Marshall's phone rang in a flash, and he glanced at his phone and received the call as soon as he acknowledged that the call was from the previous dials.

"Hello!" Marshall spoke in an impetuous tone.

The person on the other side was put into deep thought as the voice reached their ear.

Half an hour prior, Flora was trying to calm herself and drive steadily. The car sped over the plain road between tranquil trees and the serene sky above. Flora was about to reach the mansion, and it would have taken her more than 30 minutes, but without warning, her car halted. Flora jerked upon the halt and was left with new problems. She tried to restart her car, but it didn't start up. She was worried now.

"Where on earth will I find new transport on this unlit, gloomy road?" Flora voiced her thoughts. She was tense and panicking, being alone in that state.

She opened her car and picked up her purse as she took her phone. She was surprised to see 20 missed calls from some unknown number. Ignoring those calls in palpitations, she clicked on her personal assistant's number.

It rang for seconds, and that made Flora more uncomfortable. She wasn't feeling normal about her situation. Lonely places and being alone always made Flora uncomfortable and edgy. She kept feeling twitchy until someone could pick up the call and speak. To her aid, a person spoke on the call, but it wasn't a female's voice, so she looked at the screen to check the number. She realized that due to fear and shivering fingers, she had pressed the unknown number. She was all ready to cut the call, but...

"Miss. Caddel!" Mr. Marshall spoke.

Flora waited for a minute, as she felt the voice and tone to be familiar.

"I am Mr. Marshall Godfrey! Am I audible?" he questioned in a hurried tone.

"Y..es!" she stammered, but she yelled.

Hearing Flora's abnormal voice, Marshall forgot to inform her of the news and asked, "Are you fine, Miss. Caddel?"

"N..o, I am stuck! No one's here and reachable," Flora once again stammered terribly.

Flora was phobic to such situations; she couldn't manage a matter where she was all alone in the dark and where her consciousness knew that she was left out.

"Please let me know the place, and I am driving there for you, Miss. Caddel!" he assured her.

"I am just 30 to 40 minutes away from your Mansion, and here I am left in a dense place," Flora explained with her panicked voice.

"Yes, I got it. My assistant would there to help you. Just stay in the car waiting for the assistant to arrive," Marshall explained.

Flora didn't answer anything. She took a pause. Her heart hurt with heavy beats.

"Miss. Caddel?" Marshall called.

What's in store for Mr. Marshall and Miss Caddel?