"Justin Lawson, I'm not your grandma," Nina King sneered. "I'm your great-aunt."
"It's...it's you," came the trembling voice from the other end. "What are you doing in my house?"
"We're here to chat with your grandparents about you. Justin Lawson, we're still at your house. Do you want to come over? I told everyone before, if you're not focused on acting properly, you might as well come back and spend time with your family."
The man on the other end was clearly agitated. "What exactly do you want? If you dare to hurt my family, I'll drag the company down even if it kills me."
"I see, well then, keep busy. No need to come back," Nina King glanced at the time and hung up the phone.
"Let's go. Justin Lawson is doing well at our company," Melody Thorne said, though she wanted to teach Justin a lesson. She wouldn't involve his family over such a traitor to the company.
