Thinking back to what her own Mr. Simmons had said when he left, she now understood.
Turns out he had planned to return the cell phone to her all along.
She stood in the light, her face breaking into a smile as if she had thought of someone, appearing to be in a good mood.
Joan King let out a sigh of relief and began to cautiously probe, "Miss Winter, about President Simmons, do you..."
She wanted to ask Hannah to put in a good word for her.
Hannah put away the cell phone, looked at the person in front of her sweating profusely, her eyes filled with laughter but her voice was still soft with a hint of frostiness, her eyes like crescent moons, "you're finished."
Previously, Joan King had often helped Tiffany Lynch to target Hannah.
At the time it didn't seem like a big deal, but now the tables have turned and she was starting to panic.
