After Virginia Daniel had her say with a sneer, Joan Edwin, who had been sitting on the sofa, also put down her textbook and casually lifted her eyelids to size up Caroline Edwin.
"Anyone who didn't know better would think you've been off on some top-secret national mission, not even a phone call."
"If you're so broke you can't even pay your phone bill, just say it outright. This huge family business is sitting here without an heir."
As soon as she finished speaking,
"Slap—"
A crisp sound rang out.
Gordon Edwin showed no mercy as he slapped the back of Joan Edwin's head and sternly scolded her, "Did your slipper get stuck in your throat? Stop talking in that weird sing-songy manner; if you don't want to get hit, talk normally."
Can't discipline the daughter-in-law, but can't deal with this little brat?
Joan Edwin: "..."
