William had no interest in a woman with such a temper, but considering the money he owed, he had to endure it.
"Miss, please understand, I helped you because I saw you were having trouble walking. It's quite rude of you to shout at me like that."
Isabella scoffed, "You should look at yourself. How dare you talk about manners? So many people would love to get close to me, yet they don't have the opportunity. You should consider yourself lucky."
"If that's the case, I hope I never have to deal with you again. I can't afford to provoke a woman like you."
"Hmph, you know it's true."
Isabella wanted to walk away from him, but a car suddenly sped past her, splashing muddy water all over her. Now, Isabella was not just embarrassed; she was utterly covered in mud.
William couldn't help but laugh, "Miss, good deeds bring good rewards, and bad deeds bring bad rewards. Maybe you should practice a little kindness with your words in the future."