But just because she didn't care doesn't mean others thought the same way.
Since she was being provoked directly, if she didn't strike back, they'd think she was easy to bully.
Moreover, the one provoking her was Rebecca Kelloway.
Joanna had already tolerated Rebecca for a long time.
"Fine." On the other end of the phone, Rebecca chuckled coldly, "Show me the proof then, if you dare not to secretly delete the call history."
"I won't delete it." Joanna glanced into the bathroom and smirked, "My husband is coming out soon. I'm going to ask him if I can answer his calls."
Just as she finished speaking, there was a "click" sound as the bathroom door opened.
Ashton Heath, who had just taken a cold shower, was wrapped in a towel and carried a damp chill as he stepped out of the bathroom.
Water droplets were still dripping from his damp short hair.
Droplets slid down from his forehead, following the cold and deep contours of his face, and eventually landed upon his sexy thin lips.
