125: Directly crushing the scum!_5

Joyce swallowed her saliva.

At this moment, her mother's voice came from outside the door.

It was Marshall's voice.

Joyce immediately went downstairs, "Dad!"

She didn't notice the fatigue and frustration on Marshall's face and asked, "Dad, has Viola Thompson's issue been resolved?"

Viola Thompson?

At the mention, Marshall suddenly remembered something.

Recently, the only person he had offended was Viola.

Could it be...

Was it Viola?

But Viola was just an ordinary country girl.

How could she have such great power?

But if it wasn't Viola, he couldn't think of a second person.

Seeing that Marshall didn't speak for a long time, Joyce continued: "Dad! I'm talking to you! How is Viola now? They..."

Before she could finish her words, she received a heavy slap on the right cheek.

Heavily.

A handprint immediately appeared on Joyce's face.

Her left cheek hadn't recovered yet, and now the right cheek was slapped again. Joyce felt wronged, "Dad, you hit me!"