Chapter 65: Injured

Isabella managed to grab Molly's wrist just as the knife was about to touch her face. Molly struggled fiercely, but her strength was no match for Isabella. With a sharp snap, Molly felt intense pain in her wrist, and the knife dropped to the ground.

Isabella released her grip on Molly's wrist and sneered, picking up the knife from the floor. "You're using such methods and pretending to be a fan to harm me?"

Molly held her seemingly dislocated hand, her face filled with agony. She stared at Isabella with a mix of uncertainty and resentment. "You already knew I wasn't a real fan?"

"Yes, I noticed you at the mall. You followed me to the café," Isabella calmly responded.

In the next moment, Isabella grabbed Molly and pulled her into one of the restroom stalls. "Tell me, who sent you?"

Was it Kathy? Or Julia?

The icy blade of the knife pressed against Molly's face. She looked lifeless, her lips trembling slightly. "No one sent me. I just wanted to destroy you!"

"Oh? I have no grudge agains