It Was You Who Snatched My Things

Half an hour later, they were in the Smiths.

Carl, Rosa, Rosy, and John were all present.

Isabella greeted everyone but did not receive any response.

Rosa was nervous, Rosy ignored her, while John's eyes were full of ridicule.

"Alright, Rosy, Isabella is here too. Why did you call everyone back in such a hurry? John's legs haven't fully recovered yet."

Carl sat in the main seat, looking impatient.

"You will know it in a while."

Seeing that Isabella sitting down beside Rosa, Rosy smiled, "Isabella, I heard that you've been filming with Lukas recently, haven't you?"

Isabella instantly felt that something was wrong, so she carefully replied, "Yes, it's just a small role. Lukas said that he needed someone for the role, so..."

"So you f*cking took the opportunity to seduce Lukas, didn't you?"

Rosy's smile disappeared, she exploded and swung the photos in her hand at Isabella's head, "You vixen, why are you so cheap?"

Voluminous photos which were all of Lukas and Isabella fell.