Scarlett Glenn chuckled, "Are you sure... Do you still have the capability now? You weren't treaded on lightly, were you?"
Nathaniel York came back and told Scarlett Glenn that he almost wrecked Samuel Campbell, and of course... With his caliber, wrecked or not, there really wasn't much difference.
Suddenly, the smile on Samuel Campbell's face twisted, and with a slap, Scarlett Glenn's head violently hit the car door.
Samuel Campbell's strength was immense; Scarlett Glenn could no longer feel the pain on her cheeks, only feeling like she went deaf in an instant.
Her hair was grabbed by Samuel Campbell and yanked back, "I knew it was your doing, you Prostitute, Scarlett Glenn. Old Man didn't plan to mess with you, it was you... time and again provoking our family. You asked for it since you ended up in my hands."
The corner of Scarlett Glenn's mouth curved up, her lips split, and although smiling was indeed painful, she laughed louder and louder.