Joshua Floyd stood in the living room, looking at the person on the stairs, hesitant and silent, with emotions of struggle surging in his eyes.
Just then, Jose Floyd had already turned around and come downstairs, approaching the silent Joshua with an imposing manner, questioning with a cold voice, "Repeat what you just said to me! Joshua! If you dare to joke about something like this, I will make sure you know how to spell the word 'death'!"
If he dared to tease him, he wouldn't care about family ties to let him off! Family ties meant nothing to him compared to her!
Joshua hesitantly looked at Jose Floyd, "Don't get too emotional, I'm not sure either... I just have suspicions..."
"What are you suspicious of?" Jose Floyd stared at Joshua intensely, afraid of missing any subtle expression on his face.
