"Why did that little girl borrow your phone?" asked Elliot cautiously.

"She got separated from her father, and she wanted to borrow my phone to call him. Since I met her, there is not a day that goes by that I haven't been plagued with bad luck! I think she cursed me!" Cole's cheeks were swollen, and he looked particularly miserable with the tears streaming down her face.

Elliot stared at him. He looked like a loser. "Do you still remember what she looks like?" Elliot asked. Elliot's lips were pressed into a thin, grim line.

Cole immediately answered, "Yes! She's very beautiful! If it wasn't for her beauty, I wouldn't have lent her my phone in the first place! As I said last time, she looks like Avery!"

When Elliot heard these four words, he looked a little defeated. "Go put on some medicine."

"Uncle, I'm fine… I want to know how my phone got set up! It automatically sent my private photos to my blind date, messing up my blind date. I suspect that it is also bugged!" Cole winced