Joshua Thompson held the card, flipping it over and over, the corners of his lips curving into a wicked smile: "I remember you said you wouldn't use the Thompson family's money anymore?"
With a rumble of thunder, a loud boom rang in her ears, making her head roar. After a few seconds, shame, humiliation, and anger gradually appeared on Gillian Thompson's face.
Joshua Thompson let out a mischievous laugh, then squatted down, looking straight into her eyes, his peach blossom eyes narrowing, and his smile resembling a fox's.
"Gillian Thompson, as for Jeremy Norman, you can forget about him."
A wave of cold spread all over her body, and Gillian Thompson's cheeks blushed red, her lips trembling: "Why?"
"Because he is your future brother-in-law."
With Michael Gallagher dead, Jeremy Norman seemed to be the best candidate for his brother-in-law.
"But my sister doesn't even like him!"
