“Arghh!”

Wendy shouted frantically out of a sudden and smashed the phone.

“Rosalie, that b*tch! I want her dead! She did it! It must be her!”

Then, she even wanted to dash out.

Henry stopped her by dragging her back. “Foolish! Have you forgotten what happened in the Lawrence family? Are you sure you want to go and look for trouble again?”

Wendy’s expression was ferocious, like a beast going berserk. “Are you even my father? Take a good look at what people are saying about me on the internet! Are you not going to do anything about it? Anyway, the Fuller family is already like this! I’ll take that b*tch to hell with me!”

Henry could not suppress the surging fury in him anymore. He shoved Wendy onto her bed.

“You’ve done this to the Fuller family, yet you’re not remorseful about it at all! You even want to cause trouble! I warn you, you have to make the Lawrence family forgive us, no matter if you kneel or apologize to Byron. Otherwise, no one will be able to save you from this.”