Maxwell Griffith said, "Don't worry-"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Before he could finish his sentence, a loud, forceful knocking echoed from the door.

They both jumped in surprise.

Joanna knew instantly it was Mr. Wilson's goons.

It seemed the old man was awake. She had already anticipated the moves he would make.

A murderous glint flickered in Joanna's eyes as she picked up her phone and called the police.

She had thoroughly investigated Mr. Wilson's background long ago.

She knew he had connections to the underworld and that, when cornered, he would try to take everyone down with him.

Sure enough, they had arrived quickly.

After giving the dispatcher her address, Joanna hung up.

Then, she called Mr. Wilson.

As she expected, Mr. Wilson answered almost instantly.

"Hello! Joanna, you bitch! You dared to trick me, get me infected with a disease, and now you want to swallow my company? Dream on! I'll make you wish you were dead."

"It's too late to call me and beg for mercy now. I'm going to make you die in the most brutal way possible."

Mr. Wilson's voice was incredibly arrogant.

He thought Joanna was calling to beg.

"Pfft..." Joanna couldn't help but laugh at his words.

"Joanna, what are you laughing at?" Mr. Wilson's tone instantly became wary.

"You old fool, what are you thinking? This is exactly the move I was waiting for. I sent your older son to prison, and it was your own daughter-in-law who turned him in."

"You have no one trustworthy left to rely on. You were never good to your other nephews; they'll just carve up your company for themselves. How could they possibly help you stabilize it?"

"You have to cultivate loyalty to expect any, Mr. Wilson. What were you thinking? That sending a few thugs over to humiliate me would make me wish I was dead?"

"Doing this will only hasten your company's demise."

"More importantly, your younger son will be sent to prison for this too. With both your sons in jail and your useless illegitimate children on the outside you you be the only one left,

you old geezer. In the end, your

company will be all mine."

"From the moment I deliberately saved your granddaughter and got close to you, I was finding out all your secrets."

"As for your granddaughter Xenia, she's completely useless. I bet she's already fled the country by now."

"So, Mr. Wilson, do you like this surprise? Aren't you shocked?" Joanna's arrogant voice was filled with a sense of accomplishment.

Mr. Wilson's voice trembled with rage. "Joanna, you..."

"Now, now, M. Wilson, don't get

angry. If you keep this up, your blood

pressure will skyrocket, and you might die even faster. I just called to let you personally hear how your younger son gets taken to the police station."

S Wor

Joanna's voice was laced with laughter, arrogant and vicious.

"Joanna, you wouldn't dare!" Mr. Wilson screamed.

Joanna glanced at the door. "Don't hang up, Mr. Wilson. I want you to hear your son

being arrested with your own ears. Hear that knocking? I'm so scared."

"Joanna, you dare! I'll make you suffer a living hell!" Mr. Wilson's blood pressure shot up.

He gasped for breath, trying to suppress the fury in his heart to keep from passing out.

Joanna just smiled and looked at Maxwell Griffith. "Maxwell, go wait for me in the bedroom. I'll handle the rest."

Maxwell Griffith looked at her with concern. "Joanna..."

Joanna said, "Don't worry. Getting a little roughed up is unavoidable."

Maxwell Griffith saw that the door was about to be broken down and whispered, "Okay! Be careful."