Color washed off the thug’s face. “Are you talking about Mr. York from the wealthiest family in Wiltspoon?”

“Oh, it turns out my husband is pretty famous. Even a hooligan knows his name.”

The few thugs got onto their hands and feet right away as they wailed, screamed, and pounded their fists on the ground.

They chewed Ms. Jones out. No wonder the woman paid a lot to hire a group of men to go against a single young woman. She was the lady of the York household.

Mrs. York had been the talk of the town lately. Even the thugs had caught wind of the woman.

How did they end up in the hands of Mrs. York?

Ms. Jones sure put them in a spot.

Noah would call them unlucky too if he knew about this.

“Have mercy on us, Mrs. York. We didn’t know who you were and trashed your car. We can make it up to you with another car. Please look upon yourself to forgive us.”

“I’ll talk! I’ll tell you who told us to smash your car. It’s Ms. Jones. Her phone number is XXXXXXXXX. She gave us a lot