Angela frowned. "If you don't give me my phone, I'm not going anywhere."
Martha sighed helplessly and showed Angela the picture the assistant had given her. "Look at it, but keep yourself under control. Their evidence won't affect us. Your dad is already dealing with it."
Ignoring Martha's words, Angela focused on her phone.
When she saw that tweet, Angela's body kept shaking.
"Jordy! Jordy! Jordy!"
She roared!
Her anger was like magma flying out of a volcano.
Martha immediately grabbed Angela's hand. "Angela, calm down!"
Angela's body was still shaking. She held her phone tightly with tears streaming down.
Knowing the truth, she cried for a while but then calmed down. But now, she was out of control again.
"Why? I love him so much, but why does he do this to me? Does he want to send me to prison himself? Why does he do this to me? Why is Jordy so ruthless?"