She hung up the phone, turned around, grabbed the shoulder bag lying nearby, and pulled out a small cloth doll the size of a palm from the bag.
There were a few needles stuck in the cloth doll.
Annie Lawrence pulled out a needle, then viciously stabbed it into the heart of the doll.
Her eyes were full of hatred, her face twisted with rage, and she growled through clenched teeth, "Joanna Lawrence, you bitch, die, just die!"
"You will not die a peaceful death!"
"Bitch, I will curse you every day. You will definitely not die a peaceful death! I'm waiting for that day!"
*
However, Joanna seemed uninterested in Annie's trending post.
After all, to Joanna, Annie was someone she didn't care about at all.
In her eyes, the current Annie was nothing but a ridiculous clown.
As long as she didn't jump around too fiercely, considering their father Benjamin, Joanna wouldn't do anything to her.
But if she did get out of control, it would be an easy thing to take care of her.