The oil was still blisteringly hot. The woman’s face instantly swelled and reddened as she screamed and flailed wildly. Isabelle didn’t retreat a single step. She grabbed the woman’s hair with her free hand, lifted her foot, and kicked her knee cleanly and decisively.
Thud.
The woman was forced down onto her knees.
The next second, Isabelle shoved her head straight onto the floor—
Broken porcelain, spilled coffee, and fried eggs that hadn’t even had time to cool all mixed together.
Blood quickly began to stream down the woman’s face.
The entire living room was in chaos.
The man roared in rage and lifted his foot, about to kick Isabelle away.
At that instant, Aria moved.
Almost instinctively, she stepped sideways and placed herself in front of Isabelle. Her voice was tight, yet unu
