"Damn it, there's another woman here!"
"Tsk, this one looks familiar. Hey, isn't she… what's her name… Isabella?" A burst of ugly laughter followed. "Hahaha, we really struck gold today. Aren't these two sisters? Didn't expect we'd get to 'enjoy' both of them!"
"Heh, daughters of rich families really are different. Look at this face. So delicate."
A filthy hand reached out and brushed against Isabella's cheek.
She didn't hesitate for even a second. She bit down hard.
"Aaah—!"
The man screamed in pain, clutching his hand. Before she could even straighten up, another man swung his arm and slapped her across the face.
Her head snapped to the side. Her cheek burned as if it had been set on fire, pain exploding across her skin. Yet, instead of crying out, she slowly turned her face back and smiled.
It was a cold, fearless smile.
