"What do you want to see me about?" Sabrina frowned as she took a sip of juice.

"I'm busy at the moment."

She could hear some background noises, and then a firm, commanding female voice came through the line.

“Miss Chavez, my son nearly died due to an asthma attack. I expect you'll be coming to the hospital to apologize to my son immediately."

The female's voice on the phone was unfamiliar and didn't belong to the same unreasonable woman from earlier. However, the tone and demands were equally absurd.