Knowing that Charles Mcintosh returned the call, Jasmine Yale finally breathed a sigh of relief.
When she learned that Frederick Owen didn't get any information from Charles Mcintosh, she called Charles herself.
No answer.
Still no answer.
Jasmine called several times, but no one answered.
She suddenly thought of someone, Chale Cheney's grandmaster.
Right, she could call him.
She called Little Chale Cheney: "Little Chale."
"Jasy!" The little guy was excited, "I'm building blocks, yesterday grandmaster bought me a fun new set of blocks!"
Jasmine leaned by the window, anxiously asking, "Little Chale, has Aunt Lilac come back?"
"Nope."
"Then... could you let your grandmaster answer the phone? Jasy has something to say to him."
"Okay, Jasy doesn't want to talk to Little Chale."
With that, the little guy stood up from the carpet and walked outside.
The grandmaster was brewing tea, and the little guy handed the phone to the elderly man.
