It was at this moment that Kyran came down with a towel in his hand. When he saw Deirdre answering the phone belonging to Brendan, his face turned white in an instant.

“Deirdre! Who’s calling?” asked Kyran nervously as he hurriedly went down the staircase and stared at Deirdre.

Deirdre handed him the phone. “I don’t know. It might be someone calling the wrong number because there’s no voice at the other end.”

Kyran received the phone, took a glance at the name on the screen, hung up the phone