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Chapter 895
Once, Isabella even tricked Vicky into the cold storage room and adjusted the temperature to its lowest, nearly
freezing her to death. If a waiter did not happen to walk by at the time, she might have died in the cold storage.
The fact that a young girl could harbor such malicious thoughts sent a chill to the depths of one's heart.
It was after that incident that Vicky decided she had enough and taught Isabella a harsh lesson.
It was said that Isabella spent over a month in the hospital after that, but Vicky no longer cared because Valencia
stopped inviting her to the gatherings.
The sight of Isabella filled Vicky's heart with disgust. She gave Isabella a cold glance and turned to ignore her
completely.
Vicky took the kettle off the stove and poured the water into the teapot slowly.
Seeing that Vicky disregarded her, Isabella was furious." Vicky, I'm talking to you! Why aren't you answering? Are
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtyou deaf or mute?!"
Vicky replied indifferently, "And who are you? Why should I bother answering you?"
Isabella was momentarily stunned, but then she revealed a cold smile. "Right, Aria told me that you've lost your
memory... Oh, you're quite good at pretending. To keep your man, you've sunk so low that you're willing to use this
sort of dirty trick!"
Vicky paid her no attention and calmly brewed the tea leaves.
"Vicky, a bumpkin like you has no place in this family. Got it?! If
Vicky blocked out her voice and rinsed out the first brew.
"Vicky, do you remember when you embarrassed yourself at the banquet years ago and became the object of
ridicule? Let me tell you, I still have that video. Once I upload it online, you will become a laughingstock worldwide!
Of course, as long as you kneel before me and beg, I can consider sparing you... Don't you people in Zendonia bow
and kneel all the time in your culture? Use your grand Zendonian etiquette to beg me, then," Isabella spoke smugly,
only to find that Vicky not only ignored her but did not even spare her a glance as well.
In the time it took for Isabella to speak, Vicky had finished brewing the tea and was about to carry it out.
Isabella instantly erupted in anger. She pointed at Vicky's face and angrily shouted, "Indeed, we're not family. You
and your b*stard husband are the same and both lack manners! Neither of you was taught by your mothers how to
act around your superior!"
Vicky initially had no intention of paying any attention to Isabella, but upon hearing her mention of Tyler, she
stopped in her tracks and turned sharply toward Isabella, her glare piercing. "Who are you calling a b*stard?"
Isabella did not see Vicky as a threat and showed no fear.
Seeing Vicky's change in expression, Isabella became even more pleased with herself. "I'm talking about your
husband, Tyler Hart! If he wasn't a b*stard, why would his parents despise him? I heard his adoptive parents aren't
too fond of him either... Oh dear, it's truly pitiful. What's the point of someone living like that, unloved by his
parents? If I was him, I would've killed myself a long time ago..."
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmVicky could not help but interrupt Isabella. "Shut up!"
The more frustrated Vicky got, the more excited Isabella was.
Like a snake that had caught the scent of its prey, she continued to attack viciously; each word uttered through her
red lips was venomous.
"He's a b*stard that no one wants! His parents don't want him, nor does his family. Everyone hates him, so he is
destined to be alone forever! What's the point of living like that? He might as well die and save himself the
embarrassment-"
Smack!
Before she could finish, she was slapped across the face harshly.
In the room, Old Mister Hart and Tyler were talking when their conversation was interrupted by someone knocking
on the door.
"I remember saying that no one is allowed to disturb us," Old Mister Hart said in annoyance.
"Old Mister Hart, something bad happened," reported the servant anxiously.
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