Chapter 107 Don't Dare to Trouble Clare
"Okay." Remy responded perfunctorily, sending her to the door without even getting out of the car, meaning that she could leave. "Remy..." Isla looked at his indifferent profile, subconsciously reaching out to hold his hand, "I'm sorry for the expenses tonight, I'll pay you back the extra money later..."
She didn't actually have that much money, she was just saying it.
"No need." Remy glanced at her, her face was swollen by Clare Fischer, her jewelry on her ears and neck were crooked, her hair was all messy, and there were many stains on her clothes.
He suddenly remembered what those classmates said, that she wore so much jewelry that clearly didn't match, but still forcibly wore them together.
They also said that she wore expensive things, but still exuded a cheap and shabby vibe.
Looking at it now, it seemed true to some extent.
"Remy..." Isla noticed that his eyes were somewhat cold and even carried a trace of disgust, was it her current appearance that made him nauseated?
Thinking this, Isla quickly started to tidy up her hair and jewelry.
But the more she tidied, the messier it became...
"I'm injured, so I won't be able to see you off." Remy's meaning was very clear. You can leave now.
"Then you go home and rest well..." Isla knew it was meaningless to stay, after getting off the car, she waved gently, "Well Remy, drive slowly, let me know when you get home..."
Before she finished speaking, she swallowed a lot of exhaust from Remy's car.
Mr. Wilson was in the living room tasting wine. When he saw Isla coming in a mess, he couldn't help but ask, "Isla, what happened to you? Weren't you going to a classmate's gathering?"
"She must have had too much fun, I guess every classmate's clothes are like this?" Mrs. Wilson didn't think much of it at first, but after taking a sip of wine, she suddenly noticed something, "Huh? Why didn't Remy come in? Is he still outside? Let him come in and have a seat. Your father just opened a bottle of Hennessy sent by Mrs. Hightower next door..."
When Isla approached, Mr. Wilson noticed that not only were her clothes dirty, she also had wounds on her body, and her face was swollen!
"Isla, what happened to your face?"
Mrs. Wilson also noticed, asking in surprise, "And your hand..."
"Miss Isla, I'll go and get-"
"Here is the medicine box for you."
"Miss Isla, please wait a moment. I will get an ice pack for you to apply..."
The two maids realized that something was wrong and hurried to get things.
Isla sat on the sofa, tears falling with anger. "Mom, Dad, tonight we encountered my sister! She went to serve a rich second-generation in the VIP box. Remy was being nice to her, said a few words, but unexpectedly..."
Before she could finish her words, tears continued to flow. "I didn't expect that rich second-generation would directly hit Remy and say that he is protecting my sister. Anyone who dares to say a word against her, he will make them never see the sun again."
"Who is this arrogant person?" Mrs. Wilson stood up in anger. "Who is he? How dare he hit even Remy? Did you tell him who Remy's father is?"
"And what about you? How did you get injured?" Mr. Wilson asked.
"My sister also has a female friend..." Isla took the ice pack handed by the maid, but the pain was unbearable, causing more tears to fall.
"I only advised my sister to turn back from the wrong path and stop making mistakes... I didn't expect that female friend would beat me up."
"This is outrageous! She even dared to hit my daughter? Does she have no fear?" Mrs. Wilson was furious. "What is her name? I will immediately find someone to teach her a lesson!"
"Mom, that person has a noble identity that we can't afford to provoke..."
"What do you mean, can't afford to provoke?" Mrs. Wilson didn't believe it. "Look at what she did to you! Even if it means losing everything, I will make her kneel down and apologize to you!"
"Daring to bully my precious daughter? I not only want her to kneel down and apologize, but I also want their whole family to come and bow down to my daughter in apology!"
"And they should compensate for medical expenses!"
"Yes, that's right! And also compensation for emotional distress! Loss of face fee! And a series of other expenses!"
"Mom, Dad..." Isla hesitated, biting her lip, looking pitiful.
Mrs. Wilson couldn't wait any longer and urged, "Hurry up and tell us her name, my precious daughter. Don't hide it anymore. You have suffered such grievance, and Mom and Dad will definitely vent your anger for you."
"Yes, that's right!"
Isla was originally worried that they would not dare to intervene and resolve this matter, but seeing the effect, she said softly, "Her name is Clare Fischer, she is the Fischer family's little princess..."
Mr. Wilson and Mrs. Wilson heard it, Clare Fischer? The Fischer family's golden girl?
"She said, anyone who has a problem with my sister is having a problem with the Fischer family, and if they don't agree, her family will teach them a lesson..."
Mr. Wilson and Mrs. Wilson stood there dumbfounded and as if struck heavily, the expression on Isla's face crumbled. Who doesn't know that the beloved daughter of Mr. Fischer, from The Fischers Group, is the one he cherishes the most? Going to reason with him? You'd probably get beaten up and thrown out... The power of the Fischer family in New York should not be underestimated... Even if they put in all their efforts, at most they could only touch a strand of their hair... This deal is not worth it!
"Oh, Isla... Mom knows you've been wronged, and all of this is caused by that despicable Abella! Just wait, Mom will settle the score with her!" Mrs. Wilson knew that with her current abilities, she couldn't do anything against the Fischer family, so she could only vent her anger on Abella... who was defenseless, poor, and had done something so shameful...
"This is indeed Abella's fault, she went astray. Isla kindly tried to bring her back, but she didn't listen and even instigated her friends to attack someone!" Mr. Wilson pointed at his phone and said, "I should call her and scold her! Make her apologize to Isla, we can't delay any longer, let's call now!"
Seeing that her parents only picked on the weak ones and didn't dare to go all out against the Fischer family, Isla felt disappointed and powerless. The Wilson family did not even have the qualification to shine the Fischer family's shoes...
Abella had just arrived at the doorstep when her phone vibrated. Without needing to guess, she knew it was Mrs. Wilson calling, and for what reason. She hung up directly, blocked the number, and walked into the living room without a word.
Grandma Wilson had shown kindness to her, and since she only had Mr. Wilson as a son, Abella wouldn't go all out against them unless absolutely necessary.
Thinking of Grandma Wilson...
She entered her bedroom and called Dr. Smith to inquire about her recent condition.
"Abella, you're here. It's been days. The old lady has been waking up more frequently lately, and for longer periods of time. As you instructed, we haven't informed the Wilson family about this yet. The old lady herself said she doesn't want to see them..."
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