Tiana Thorne seemed to have guessed her thoughts: "It's okay if you don't admit to this, but the statements on your computer can all serve as evidence for my defamation lawsuit against you. Tell me, how many years do you plan to spend in prison?"
Upon hearing this, Joyce Hughes froze, her gaze evasive, her breathing became rapid, and her face, due to those three slaps, was red and swollen, looking extremely pathetic.
"Tiana Thorne, why are you doing this to me?"
Tiana laughed. Being taller than her, she lowered her gaze, looking at her as if she were a jumping clown: "Miss Hughes, you're mistaken, it's I who should be asking that question."
Everyone present was clear about who was turning black into white, right and wrong were already evident.
"But whether you admit it or not, the result is the same."
You'll end up in jail...
Joyce looked at Uncle Hayes: "Uncle, help me, please help me."
