Chapter 764: Chapter Seven Hundred And Sixty-four: Neon, son

The third point of view:

There was a maniacal look on Deborah's face as she traced the gun's muzzle against Isabella's face as she muttered into her ear, "Do you know how irritating it was to see your flawless face and skin every time on television. The perfect genius daughter of Niklaus Spencer," her words dripped with venom.

But even at gunpoint, Isabella chuckled, "Quite hilarious, hearing you call someone as crazy as me perfect. Why don't you un-duct me and we can see how perfect I am?" even while her tone was playful, there was the evident threat in her voice.

"Sure, right after I ruin your pretty face and then I free you and let you pick the remains of your flesh together!" Deborah was just about to pull the trigger when she heard a shout and the next thing, one of the kids came barreling into one of the men, knocking him into the ground.