"Okay," replied Sean with a gloomy face. He took a look at time.

Noah immediately echoed. She poured a glass of water for her and said with a smile, "time flies. You haven't called us these days. Do you know how worried we are?"

Her hypocritical face made him sick.

Without even taking one more look at her, time sat in the chair with a straight face and said nothing.

With knitted brows, Sean looked at Carla with disappointment.

"Your mother is talking to you!"

"My mother? My mother died a long time ago. Is she a ghost?"

"You -"

"Well, it's good that she's here. There's no need for...