"Yo~ He's finally dead. I didn't make up such a ridiculous statement that the serum can remove scars in vain!"
"Oh, by the way, did you know? Your daughter didn't even close her eyes before she died. Brother Alexander wanted to go and see her, but I pretended to have a stomachache, so he had the body carried out and thrown away!"
"Isn't that funny?"
As she spoke, Isabella clapped her hands and cheered.
I felt a sharp pain all over my internal organs, my eyes turned bloodshot, and I grabbed Isabella's hair like a madman and banged my head against the wall.
One after another, without mercy.
Isabella's face was covered in blood.
But she didn't care at all, smiling provocatively:
"You don't think you can avenge your daughter like this, do you? It's too early for me to tell you. This is just the beginning."
As she said that, Isabella pulled out a Voodoo doll full of needles from her pocket and threw it into the brazier.
Then he immediately knelt down in front of me, as if he had suffered a lot of injustice:
"Sister Sophia, I was wrong. Please don't curse the baby in my belly like this. He is innocent..."
Before I could react, I realized what she meant.