New Year's Day, early morning.
Nora Scott, who had just lain down to rest not long ago, heard her phone ding.
In a daze, she turned over, groped for her phone, and squinted to read the latest message.
[Manager Woods]: Miss Scott, everything is ready, and the package will be delivered smoothly within the next two days.
What package?
Nora couldn't figure it out for a moment, put her phone on silent, tossed it aside, pulled the quilt up to cover most of her face, and went back to sleep.
Half asleep, half awake, Nora suddenly remembered—
A few days ago, there was a raffle on Weibo, and to avoid exposing herself, she asked Manager Woods to help with some special arrangements.
Clearing her mind a bit, Nora slightly opened her eyes and reached for her phone.
Half a minute later.
[Zero]: Happy New Year. The prizes will arrive in the next two days.
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