Seeing it was a call from her mom, Ji Jiaxin's eyes immediately lit up.
It's Mom!
But before she could react, the human trafficker snatched away the phone watch. After seeing the caller ID, their expression turned vicious, even grinding their teeth.
Of all times to call, it just had to be now, when the little girl's mother was calling...
The middle-aged woman knew that if she didn't let the little girl answer, her mother would definitely sense something was wrong, and it would be bad news if she called the police.
With no other choice, the middle-aged woman could only give the phone watch back to Ji Jiaxin, but not without leaning in close and intimidating her with a menacing look.
"Little girl, it's your mom calling. Answer it, but you need to speak carefully. You must not reveal your current situation. If you say something you shouldn't..."
At the end of her words, she narrowed her eyes slightly and made a throat-slitting gesture.