Chapter 903
The bodyguards were highly efficient, and within a few minutes, they dragged Isabella out.
"Mister Hart," the bodyguards addressed Tyler respectfully. "We've brought her here. How do you wish to handle this?"
Tyler looked down at Isabella. "You mentioned kneeling, right? You should do it yourself, then."
Isabella glared at Tyler with bloodshot eyes. "You wretched b*stard, how dare you make me apologize—ah!"
Before Isabella could finish her sentence, one of the bodyguards delivered a hard slap to her face and spoke coldly, "Show some respect!"
"Dream on!" Isabella lost her composure. She shouted frantically, "B*stard! He's a b*stard! Tyler Hart, our family will never acknowledge you—ah!"
Another resounding slap followed, landing heavily on Isabella's face. Isabella was knocked to the ground, and her cheek instantly swelled up.
These bodyguards were well-trained and had great strength, so this slap knocked out one of Isabella's front teeth.
Isabella's mother almost fainted as she

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