Chapter 42: Scratch Her Face

Meanwhile, in the Cropper family courtyard, Isabella was bound tightly to a chair, a white towel stuffed in her mouth to muffle any cries for help. Avery, standing in front of her, pinched Isabella's chin and sneered. "I never imagined the leader of Vegetarian Heart clinic would be such a beauty. Jonathan's a lucky guy." Though Avery was a recognized beauty herself, she couldn't help but feel inferior in comparison to Isabella. "Miss Zhao, are you sure Jonathan will come if we keep her here?"...