Chapter 696

Chapter 696

The three of them looked at her simultaneously, and a hint of hesitation

flickered in her eyes. "Can I... ask you to take me back to my father's

house?"

Sylvia was about to answer when suddenly there came a loud banging

on the door from outside, the sound was very rough.

She frowned and looked over to see Jasper standing at the door,

asking in a deep voice, "Who's outside? That's very rude."

"Give me Isabelle!" a man cursed in an evil voice, "How dare a bitch

run away? Let's see how I'll teach her a lesson today!"

Isabelle heard the familiar, nightmare-like voice and her face turned

pale. She instinctively held her daughter Bethany tightly and exclaimed,

"It's him! It's him!"

She looked terrified and screamed.

Sylvia raised her eyebrows, it seemed that she didn't need to guess

who the man outside the door was.

She gave a cold laugh and gestured for Jasper to open the door, just

as he was about to raise his hand.

The door of the room was kicked open with a loud bang from outside.

A sharp-cheeked man burst in with several men in black.

Every man's face was fierce and menacing. They gazed at Isabelle

viciously as if she was at the mercy of them.

The leading man rushed towards Isabelle with strides, and was about

to reach out and grab her hair. Isabelle was so frightened that she put

her head in her hands and shrank into the corner of the sofa.

Just then, a sudden wail sounded.

Immediately following was a loud bang, the sound of a heavy object

hitting the ground.

The sharp-cheeked man fell heavily onto the ground. It hurt so much

that he howled in agony.

Isabelle quietly lowered her hands from covering her head, only to

realize that Sylvia's long legs were slowly retracting. So, was it Sylvia

who delivered that cool and domineering kick just now?

She looks so handsome!

How can she be so cool?

She somehow got up the courage, stood up from the sofa, and kicked

the man still lying on the ground. She kicked and cursed, "Tucker

Bentley, you bastard, you trash, I must kill you!"

Tucker was so angry that he grabbed her foot and pushed her to the

ground, "Bitch, you dare to hit me! Who gave you the courage?"

Isabelle was pushed hard by him, and her head hit the ground with a

bang. She turned pale in pain and covered her head.

"How can you abuse your wife?" A large palm suddenly reached out

and clasped Tucker's collar, directly lifting him up and throwing him so

hard that he was thrown two meters away like a sandbag.

It fell heavily again.

“You scumbag, you actually cuckold me!" Tucker glared fiercely at

Jasper and cursed Isabelle.

Jasper made a face and wiped his hand, as if disgusted by Tucker's

dirtiness. "Don't insult me with your foul mouth.”

"You even have the heart to brand “Bentley’ on your own daughter's

head." Sylvia stared at him coldly, as if she was staring at a dead

person. "Since you like it so much, how about I brand one on you head

today 100."

Tucker's face turned green upon hearing this, "What did you say? Do

you know who I am? I am the young master of the Bentley family! My

father is Edwin Bentley, the Minister of Finance!"

"So what?" Sylvia smirked. "It doesn't matter who you are."

"You can't do it!" Tucker got up from the ground and said to his men,

"hit them and take them all down!"

One minute later, Tucker stared at his fallen subordinates on the

ground with a shocked expression, his mind completely blank.

How could this woman in front of him make it so easily within a minute?

Sylvia raised her eyebrows and looked at him coldly, "What? Is there

someone else?"

Isabelle was also amazed by Sylvia's domineering and heroic

demeanor.

And then she heard Sylvia's cold voice, "Did you see clearly?"

Isabelle stared at her, her voice sounding uncertain, "Ye-yes."

"Next time, just hit him like this, got it?" Sylvia's lips curled into a

charming smile. "Isabelle, listen carefully. Girls can also be independent

and strong, and can surpass men!"

These few pieces of trash could have been taken care of by Jasper, but

Sylvia wanted Isabelle to experience firsthand what it meant for a

woman to possess power.

Otherwise, she would always feel like the disadvantaged party and

never be able to break free from the darkness and harm brought upon

by this patriarchal society.

The daughter-in-law of the Minister of Finance was surnamed Deleon.

Sylvia had long suspected Isabelle’s father was the President in this

country.

So... even the daughter of a president can be subjected to this kind of

abuse in her husband's family, let alone the daughters of ordinary

people.