"Hmm, I'll satisfy you," Isabella Lindsey responded briskly.
Her lips curled, her brows arched, incredibly cute and charming.
Yet, Bertha Marley didn't believe her, raising an eyebrow and glaring, "With just you? I was about to blow up your stomach!"
"Is that so?"
Isabella Lindsey remained standing there, unmoving.
But Bertha Marley instantly felt as though her fists were frozen, unable to move forward or retreat.
Her fists had clearly sunk deep into Isabella Lindsey's stomach, forming a huge pit, why couldn't she continue?
Like a balloon about to burst, she believed that as long as she kept pushing and kept exerting force, she could definitely blow up Isabella Lindsey's stomach!
"What did you do?" she suddenly panicked.
"What do you think?"
Isabella Lindsey's cold gaze shifted, suddenly contracting her abs and thrusting out her chest, like a drawn bow, launching Bertha Marley backwards into the sky, flinging her meters away!
