Chapter 57: It's Not Like a Fall

"No problem. The leftovers would be good." Isabella licked her lips.

Joseph sneered. "You're really desperate for food."

Joseph handed the plate to Isabella. Seeing her stretch out her head, Joseph suddenly raised her chin with his hand and teased, "But isn't it only a pet that eats leftovers of the owner's food?"

"Pet?" Isabella paused when she was about to take the plate and stared at Joseph with wide eyes.

Joseph smiled mischievously and rubbed Isabella's lips tenderly with his fingertips. "Yes, pet, my kitten."

Looking at Joseph's wicked expression, Isabella realized that it was his revenge for what she had done just now.

She kind of underestimated the man's evil and vengeful nature...

Isabella thought for a moment and bit her lip, "Just give it to me."

Joseph finally laughed, "To get food, you really have no dignity and no self-respect. Isabella, haven't you asked me to trample you to death? I thought you were so determined."