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 oneâs 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 Vickyâs 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.â Vicky, Iâm talking to you! Why arenât you
answering? Are you deaf or mute?!â
Vicky replied indifferently, âAnd who are you? Why should I bother answering you?â
Isabella was momentarily stunned, but then she revealed a cold smile. âRight, Aria told me that youâve
lost your
memory⦠Oh, youâre quite good at pretending. To keep your man, youâve sunk so low that youâre
willing to use this sort of dirty trick!â
Vicky paid her no attention and calmly brewed the tea leaves.
âVicky, a bumpkin like you has no place in this family. Got it?! If
Vicky blocked out her voice and rinsed out the first brew.
âVicky, 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⦠Donât you people in Zendonia bow and kneel all the time in your culture? Use your grand
Zendonian etiquette to beg me, then,â 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 Vickyâs face and angrily shouted, âIndeed, weâre 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!â
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. âWho are you calling a
b*stard?â
Isabella did not see Vicky as a threat and showed no fear.
Seeing Vickyâs change in expression, Isabella became even more pleased with herself. âIâm talking
about your husband, Tyler Hart! If he wasnât a b*stard, why would his parents despise him? I heard his
adoptive parents arenât too fond of him either⦠Oh dear, itâs truly pitiful. Whatâs the point of someone
living like that, unloved by his parents? If I was him, I wouldâve killed myself a long time agoâ¦â
Vicky could not help but interrupt Isabella. âShut up!â
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.
âHeâs a b*stard that no one wants! His parents donât want him, nor does his family. Everyone hates him,
so he is destined to be alone forever! Whatâs the point of living like that? He might as well die and save
himself the embarrassment-â
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.
âI remember saying that no one is allowed to disturb us,â Old Mister Hart said in annoyance.
âOld Mister Hart, something bad happened,â reported the servant anxiously.