Everyone's gaze was focused on the cell phone, especially Gillian Thompson, her eyes wide open, as if she couldn't believe what she saw.
Wasn't the cell phone supposed to be destroyed? How did she get it?
As Molly Walker fiddled with the cell phone, Gillian's gaze was fixed, muttering, "Where did you get this phone from? It's so broken, who knows if it's really Mom's."
However, no one responded to her words.
Molly had already turned on the cell phone. The familiar startup sound rang out, like a death knell, and Gillian's heart was about to jump out of her chest.
She clutched her chest, gasping for air.
Nicholas Thompson was the first to notice, and he hurriedly approached Gillian, asking concernedly, "Gabriel, what's wrong?"
Gillian shook her head and feigned a smile, "I'm fine, just a little hungry, maybe my blood sugar is a bit low."
It was just about noon, and time for lunch.
