Betsy Russell heard Isa Hughes say that, laughing, took out her phone and dialed "110." However, she didn't call it in right away.
"As a car accident victim, I think it's necessary to have the police help investigate who is responsible for the accident behind the scenes." Betsy Russell's lips curved up slightly, she raised her phone, and said in a happy tone.
Isa Hughes broke out in a cold sweat, trying hard to stand straight up, but the heat inside her made her feel unbearable, and she could only support herself against the wall to keep from falling.
"Do not call the police! You, you have no shame!" Isa Hughes glared at Betsy Russell with eyes filled with rage, wishing she could tear her apart.
"Miss Hughes, you flatter me! Compared to you, I'm far behind!" Betsy Russell replied mercilessly with an even brighter smile on her face. She put her phone away and said, "After all, Miss Hughes has no regard for human life."
