At the door, there was a gentle smile on Viola's pretty little face. Her chest heaved up and down. She was breathing violently after the dash.
Javon was stunned and didn't say anything.
Lennon immediately reacted and begged for Javon's mercy. "Dad, Ms. McGraw is the person involved in this matter. Why don't we stay and listen to what she has to say first? Maybe there is an inside story?"
Viola's eyes curved into a smile. Her little face was very pleasing to the elders.
Javon looked at her and agreed.
Ormand, who was still kneeling on one knee in the middle of the hall, actually did not have the confidence to survive this punishment.
All his attention was focused on his back as he was getting ready to resist the pain. He did not hear Viola's voice at the door.
After he waited for a long time, what landed on his back was not the strict and ruthless Discipline Whip.