"You know what? You're so full of drama! It's just Ariah. I'll bring her back afterward. I just couldn't say no to Dad, unlike how you rejected him when he asked to see your child!" Isabella spat at me again.
Arik quickly stood in front of me, facing Isabella. Terror overtook her face.
"A-Arik, please don't interfere in this."
"Ariah is my daughter, Isabella, so you don't get to say that to me. You took our daughter. We can fucking sue you for what you did and let you rot in jail. How far does your greed go?" Arik retorted firmly. "You are all fucking sick for involving a six-year-old child for your selfish reasons!"
"No one is sicker here than you, Rioflorida!" Armando yelled angrily. "How dare you say that to my daughter!"