"Captured her? I'll go right now, haha, this shameless woman really must have a death wish, daring to mess with Ivy River like that. If she's tired of living, she should just say so."
Grace Foster could no longer control her murderous intent.
Thalia Anderson spoke slowly, "You can go deal with Isla Sutton, but make sure to leave her last breath for Ivy. Remember that."
"Yes, don't worry, Grandpa Anderson, I know what I'm doing, rest assured."
Saying this, Grace Foster dragged Isla Sutton, who was kneeling on the ground, up.
"Isla Sutton, why did you have to provoke Ivy River for no reason? What did she ever do to you to deserve this relentless pursuit?"
"Do you even know how many lives you endangered just now? Nearly a hundred people! Is your conscience black? Aren't you afraid of facing the death penalty? You have a child, don't you?"
