Chapter 32: The Condition Was So Bad That an Amputation Was Needed
Obviously, John was stirring up trouble.
If it were anyone else, all he would have gotten was a curse of "such a rascal" or something like that, followed by a slap in the face.
However, Tracy remained kind, tender, and gentle, as if she would never be angry.
With a personality like that, she would stand to lose.
Feeling sorry for making fun of Tracy—his second-eldest sister—he stopped joking and called Queenie, his eldest sister. He needed to tell her that he had come out of the casino safely, and also, he hoped that she would explain his identity for him.
Once she knew the truth, Tracy dropped the phone to the floor out of shock. Tears welled up in her eyes instantly.
No wonder she was so familiar with him; it was actually not her delusion.
They hugged each other and had a good chat about old times.
"Sis, do you remember when we were little kids and loved jumping to see who could jump farther? One time, you jumped too hard and accidentally ripped your crotch. I laughed at you, and you didn't talk to me for a few days because of that!" John said with a laugh.
Tracy didn't expect him to remember this, and she blushed, arguing, "Nonsense, that was your oldest sister."
"Come on! I haven't hung up yet. How can you say that? Mind your words, okay?" Queenie's cold voice came through the phone.