Chapter 183 Don't Blame Me

Sarina didn't continue the topic. "I'll be waiting for you at the coffee shop across the west alley, but..." She paused abruptly, her voice deepening. "I'm only giving you half an hour." Before Vasha could compose herself, Sarina turned and left quickly. Vasha frowned as she watched Sarina's departing figure. When she turned around, she saw Mandolin walking out of the hospital. "Vasha." Mandolin looked at Vasha, who seemed lost, and asked in confusion, "What's wrong? What are you looking at?" Vasha shook her head and hurriedly asked, "Mom, did you take my phone?" "No, why would I take your phone?" Mandolin smiled, looking puzzled. "You must have forgotten it." Vasha wanted to say it was impossible. Because when she left, she made sure she put her phone in her bag. She even touched it when she got in the car. It was there until she checked her bag just now and found her phone missing. And during this whole time, the only person who had the chance to touch her bag was her mom.