Chapter 33 Isabelle: I Have a Bad Temper; Call That Harris Guy

“How dare you hit my son! You, your disabled brother, and your entire family will pay for this today! The woman’s face contorted with bitter resentment. She wished she could tear Isabelle and Ethan apart.

Isabelle suddenly tightened her grip on the baseball bat in her hand, a flash of ruthlessness crossing her beautiful face. In the next moment, she swung the bat towards the woman’s head.

The crowd screamed in fight..

A few timid boys even covered their eyes.

Ethan was also taken aback. She wanted to stop her, but it was too late.

The baseball bat stopped just a centimeter away from the woman’s cheek.

Everyone present held their breath, their mouths slightly open. The brutal and bloody scene they expected did not happen, so everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief and swallowed nervously.

The moment the baseball bat swung toward her, the woman was already scared speechless. At that moment, her mind was blank…

The wind from the baseball bat brushed past her ear, sweeping her hair across her cheek. The woman’s eyes were bulging from her skull and her legs gave way. Finally, she fell on the ground motionlessly.

Isabelle’s mouth curled up slightly as she looked at the terrified woman. Then, a mischievous smile appeared in her eyes like a playful child who had successfully pulled off a prank.

Just when everyone thought it was over, Isabelle turned her hand and slammed the bat onto the knee of the boy the woman was holding.

Everyone could hear the sound of breaking bones clearly, accompanied by the boy’s desperate screams of pain. This sent a shiver up everyone’s spines and their legs shook.

The boy lay on the ground as he screamed hysterically. He was in so much pain that he was gasping for air. Within a few seconds, he was drenched in sweat.

“Ah! The woman let out a series of shrill screams as she called out to her son. She wanted to check his leg but she did not dare to touch it. So, she frantically called for a doctor.

The boys who had helped bully Ethan had never seen such a scene before. They were horrified and kept backing away after seeing the crazed woman and the boy in so much pain that he was drifting in and out. of consciousness, and yet, was forced to stay awake and scream in agony. Some of the boys even fell on their butts, looking at Isabelle in horror as if she was a demon.

boy, catching his breath, grabbed his mother’s arm in fear. At the same time, he cried out for her while his face

leg is broken! I’m going to be crippled! It hurts so

you despise the disabled so much, you might as well experience what

won’t be, honey! The doctor will cure you. Call Preston! Tell him to bring

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to

get up from the ground. They did not understand how vorum girl could be so strong.

watched the bodyguard making the call.

people in the underworld. So, none of you here will get away The woman pointed menacingly at

was at a loss now that the situation had escalated to this point.

to give him respect. Now that Preston’s son had been crippled, he might threaten to shut

would only protect Isabelle and her brother, not him.

easily as

do, but then

Then, he saw Isabelle with the baseball bat on her shoulder and one hand in her pocket. It was a casual and lazy pose, but it exuded an indescribable

if I know them. Norward City was such a small place. so Isabelle thought she probably did not know them. However, it might be

dare you talk big when you’re about to die. You won’t even know how you died in a bit!

her eyebrow slightly, and kindly reminded, “If you don’t want to end up like your son, watch your mouth. Isabelle then added expressionlessly, “I have a

had accidentally fired a gun more

silenced when she had the baseball

her subdued, Isabelle said to Claude.

upon hearing this. He

at Isabelle and wondered, Could it

student have anything to

addressed the person on the other end of the

already lagging, instinctively

out and took

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