The phone rang for two minutes and then the busy tone blared.
"She didn't pick up," I said under my breath, feeling disappointed. However, I wasn't one to give up easily so I tried again. This time the call went directly to voice mail. C'est Anna Dupont, laissez-moi un message, said the recording.
I groaned. Sighing, I tried again. It went to voicemail the second time. The third time. The fourth time. After my fifth try, it was safe to say that the French b!tch did not want to answer my call.
I rolled my eyes. "What a surprise," I muttered to no one in particular.
"Who did you call?" asked a frowning Cody.
"Miss Dupont. She did not answer," I said without a trace of joy in my voice.
Cody pouted his lips and shrugged. "Apparently, communicating isn't one of the CEO's secretary's stron
