Hearing this, Roman Bianchi glanced at Si Ruo. "Si Ruo, is what she said true?"
Si Ruo denied it, shaking her head. "I... I didn't."
Isabella Moretti heard her denial and splashed the coffee in her hand toward Si Ruo's face. Si Ruo couldn't dodge in time and ended up in a sorry state. "Isabella Moretti, you've gone too far."
Roman Bianchi was also furious. "Isabella Moretti."
Because his voice was louder, it attracted the attention of the nearby customers. Isabella Moretti didn't mind and looked at Si Ruo, who spoke again.
"I'll ask you one last time. Did you send those three men to the studio to cause trouble? Think carefully before you answer. Let me kindly remind you, if you think I don't have evidence, would I come to find you? Or perhaps, you want me to take you to the police station?"
Si Ruo's body trembled, her face turning pale. Seeing Si Ruo's reaction, Roman Bianchi lightly furrowed his brows. "Si Ruo, is this really related to you?"
