Jane Sampson finally came to her senses, murmured a sound, and hurriedly ran out. As soon as she saw the familiar phone number, her body jolted suddenly.
The caller ID was actually grandma.
Who dared to touch grandma's mobile phone?
Carrying this anger, Jane Sampson answered the call with a cold voice that held almost no warmth, "Hello."
"Jane, I am..." Father Sampson wanted to say he was daddy, but the words changed at the last moment, "I am Bright Sampton's dad."
"Mr. Sampton, you are using grandma's mobile phone to call me, what is it?" Jane Sampson suppressed the anger in her heart.
"I couldn't reach your mobile phone with the calls from in the house, so I had no choice but to use your grandma's mobile phone to make this call to you," Father Sampson apologized, "I'm sorry."
Jane Sampson didn't respond because, for her, this apology meant nothing.
Just now, her heart leaped suddenly, and she even felt as if grandma was still there.
