Celeste Grant picked up her phone and took a look.
The phone she was on a call with was the one she had given her son.
The phones they were developing and refining now were different from the electronic products she had used in her previous world. These phones were essentially refined Magic Treasures, authenticated with a drop of blood. Because of this, a stranger who found one wouldn't be able to use it. However, close blood relatives could.
For example, Javier Sinclair could take her son's phone, unlock it, and use it.
She had thought it was her son calling.
Even though her son, little Aaron Sinclair, was only a little over a year old, the kid was quite smart. It wouldn't be a problem for him to grab the phone and call her himself.
She just hadn't expected Javier Sinclair to be on the other end.
Thinking of this, she let out a dry laugh.
"Haha, so it's The Exalted One. I thought it was my son. Sorry about that, when I said 'baby,' I wasn't talking to you."
"Hah!"
