From Hatred to Passionate Love Amelia Hart

Chapter 711 Don't Bother Pleading For Mercy Brent, standing nearby, felt heartbroken. "Alright, alright, Isabella, stop it." But Isabella didn't listen to him at all and continued to kowtow.

"Penelope." Brent turned to Penelope. "Please ask her to stop. It's enough. Her forehead is already injured. She already knows she's wrong." Penelope just watched quietly.

She felt something was off. How could Isabella have figured it out so quickly? Knowing that Brandon took the drug to trick her into giving the antidote should have shattered all of Isabella's beliefs. She should be breaking down. Yet, Isabella admitted she was wrong. This didn't make sense.

Seeing Isabella still kowtowing, with Kelvin and Penelope remaining silent, Brent turned to Brandon. "Stop her, please. If she keeps going, she'll get a concussion!" Isabella seemed determined to keep kowtowing until they told her to stop.

Her posture was low and humble enough! Wasn't this the apology Kelvin and Penelope wanted? Weren't they just wanting to see her grovel at their feet, letting them walk all over her like a doormat? Didn't they enjoy this feeling of being high and mighty, holding the power of life and death? Well, Isabella would satisfy them now! Today's submission was for tomorrow's revenge! She wouldn't give up just like that! Finally, Kelvin spoke indifferently, "Alright, stop it. It's too loud, a bit noisy." Isabella knelt properly and replied, "I can continue to kowtow without making any noise." Blood flowed down her forehead, across her eyes, cheeks, and mouth, gathering at her chin and slowly dripping to the ground.

In front of Isabella, there was already a pool of dark red blood.

"You're more flexible than I imagined." Kelvin stood straight, a bit of fresh blood on the tip of his leather shoe. "When you're stubborn, no one can persuade you. When you figure things out, you apologize very quickly." Isabella lowered her eyes. "I was wrong, Mr. Davis. You can punishhowever you want. It's all my fault. I did it, so I'll take the responsibility. If you're angry, take it out on me, don't target my parents anymore." Kelvin snorted coldly.

Others might not see through it and might sympathize with Isabella because of her current miserable state.

But Kelvin wouldn't.

He was always ruthless and cold-hearted.

To this day, he only showed warmth and loyalty to Penelope.

Kelvin looked down at the blood on the tip of his shoe.

He had a cleanliness obsession and couldn't stand any dirt.

Penelope noticed and turned to get stissues.

But at that moment, Isabella crawled on her knees and used the corner of her clothes to carefully wipe the blood off Kelvin's shoes.

She wiped meticulously until the shoes were clean and shiny again, then she withdrew her hand. "All done, Mr. Davis." Kelvin sneered. "Isabella, this trick won't work on me." Isabella replied calmly, "Mr. Davis, I didn't. I dirtied your shoes, so I should clean them!" "Get up." Isabella didn't move.

"I won't say it a second time." Only then did Isabella slowly get up, but she still kept her head down. "I look scary right now, I don't want to frighten Mrs. Davis." Lost in the world of this story? Make sure you're on Ñe5sto catch every twist and turn. The next chapter awaits, exclusively on our site. Dive in now! Penelope was indeed a bit frightened.

She didn't expect Isabella to debase herself to this extent, completely disregarding her own dignity. Earlier, Isabella had held her head high with pride, but now her head was almost buried in the ground.

It was too surprising, the contrast was too great.

Was this the sperson? Penelope turned to Kelvin. "She is too strange." Kelvin spoke indifferently, "Not at all, Penelope. If you understand human nature, you'll understand Isabella's actions." "Human nature?" "A person suddenly changing so drastically, completely opposite to their previous behavior, can only mean one thing," Kelvin said. "She has a new goal, one she will achieve at any cost." Kowtowing and wiping shoes were nothing.

At this point, even if Isabella were asked to lick Kelvin's shoes clean, she would do it without hesitation! Penelope responded, "Is Isabella's new goal for us to spare her?" "I'm afraid not." Isabella's eyelashes fluttered slightly. Kelvin was still Kelvin. He could see through her so quickly.

However, she wisely remained silent.

Because someone else would speak for Isabella, it wasn't her turn to talk.

Sure enough.

Brent said. "Mr. Davis, Penelope, you can see Isabella's attitude and determination to admit her mistake. She truly realizes it now, she wants to reform. Please, show mercy and give her a chance!" Lost in the world of this story? Make sure you're on Ñe5sto catch every twist and turn. The next chapter awaits, exclusively on our site. Dive in now! After speaking, he kept giving Brandon meaningful looks.

Brandon squatted in front of Isabella, took out stissue, and wiped the blood from her face.

Isabella glanced at him, the man she both loved and hated! "Isabella, do you really know you're wrong?" Brandon asked.

She answered very obediently. "Yes. I shouldn't drag my family into this mointed in me. If we can't be andant to see you so lovers, we can still be friends. Right?" Brandon sighed in relief. "If you had figured it out earlier, you would have been free sooner." He patted Isabella's head. "Leave it to me." Isabella beceven more obedient, putting away all her previous madness and anger.

Brandon stood up and faced Kelvin and Penelope.

Before he could speak, Kelvin had already said, "If you're going to plead, don't bother." Isabella's behavior was very unusual.

Kelvin wouldn't let her go so easily.

He wasn't targeting Brandon; he had to consider the potential destruction Isabella could bring! Who knew what schemes Isabella had in mind, just waiting to be set free to execute them!

She had been determined to die, but after knowing Brandon tricked her into giving the antidote, her attitude changed drastically.

Admitting her mistake, kneeling, kowtowing, wiping shoes, she did it all in one go, completely disregarding her dignity! Such a bottomless apology was not Isabella's character! "No, I still have to say it," Brandon spoke. "I know this is a difficult thing for you. But consider it a debt I owe you and Penelope. In the long run, I'll repay this debt and favor for Isabella." Kelvin remained expressionless. "You will repay?"