Bella Thompson was so agitated, she cursed out loud and stood up, wanting to hit Michael Marshall.
Immediately, the prison guards sternly stopped her.
Only then did Bella Thompson obediently sit back down, glaring at Michael Marshall with resentment.
"You Marshalls are the real devils, vampires!"
Michael Marshall was clearly sneering, yet his face still seemed rather stiff, as he disdainfully stared at Bella Thompson, "When you're blaming others, why don't you think about how all of this is the result of your own deliberate scheming. Bella Thompson, you are truly shameless! For the rest of your life, you only deserve to be in prison, and even in death, you should die in prison."
Bella Thompson's eyes were bloodshot, and the veins on her forehead bulged with anger, "I won't let you go even if I become a ghost!"
"Sign the document, I don't want to be entangled with you for another day."
Michael Marshall didn't speak, but looked towards Martin Wallace.
