Ella Weaver immediately screamed, "Isabella Weaver, are you trying to scald me! The water in here is boiling! You're so vicious!"
Isabella Weaver sneered slightly, "I'm not as ruthless as Christopher Weaver. He almost killed my mom today. What's a little scalding to you."
Harry Hunter spoke indifferently, "David, are you blind? Didn't you see Young Madam flip the table? Go help her flip the roof!"
David stepped on the sofa and climbed onto the ceiling, tearing down the entire ceiling panel!
The crystal chandelier in the center of the ceiling also crashed down, smashing into the ground along with the ceiling, shattering into pieces, dust flying everywhere.
Harry Hunter had already pulled Isabella Weaver out the door, while the family of three inside screamed and dodged, but still got hit by the falling panels.
"Isabella Weaver!"
Christopher Weaver was both shocked and angry, "You little brat, I'm calling the police right now! You'll spend the rest of your life in jail for me!"
