Chapter 351 Do Not Provoke Isabella Again
Delmar smiled inwardly. He stepped forward, forcing a gentle smile onto his face, his deep, magnetic voice saying, "Don't blame Isabella. She didn't mean it."
As he spoke, he reached out to pat Isabella's head, wanting to comfort her.
This time, Isabella didn't even bother to hide her feelings. She directly slapped Delmar's hand away with force.
"Don't touch me."
A red mark immediately appeared on the back of Delmar's hand.
Delmar's expression changed instantly. His gentle mask cracked, revealing a hint of ferocity. "Isabella!"
Isabella looked up, staring coldly at Delmar. "Don't use your disgusting act on me. Was I not clear enough before, or is there something wrong with your brain?"
Delmar's face stiffened. Being called disgusting so bluntly by Isabella in front of everyone made him both angry and embarrassed.
He stared at Isabella with some hatred, saying in a deep voice, "Isabella, I didn't blame you for making a mistake and even tried to comfort you, but you're being ungrateful!"
"I need your comfort?" Isabella sneered. "Who do you think you are?"
"You..." Delmar was truly speechless.
He never expected Isabella to speak so boldly and directly.
Delmar gritted his teeth and said coldly, "Isabella, don't be so arrogant. After all, you caused the data loss. Your irresponsibility ruined the experiment. You need to take responsibility for this!"
"Delmar is right," Isolde spoke up. "Isabella, we worked so hard for so long, and then you lost the most important experimental data, making us waste two weeks of work. Your responsibility is huge."
Saskia also glanced at Isabella and said sarcastically, "I knew we shouldn't have let her join us in this experiment. We kindly took her in, and this is how she repays us?"
"Isabella, tell us," Brad said with displeasure, "what do we do now?"
Isabella didn't speak. She glanced at the computer screen and began typing on the keyboard very quickly.
Seeing this, the others moved closer in confusion.
They found that Isabella had created a new spreadsheet and was entering numbers.
One set after another.
Everyone was stunned.
What was Isabella doing?
While typing the data, Isabella said calmly, "Although the data was deleted, I didn't say I don't remember it."
Saskia froze, then her face showed disbelief and anger. "There's so much complex data, how could you possibly remember it?"
This data not only had decimal points, some even went to three decimal places!
She simply didn't believe Isabella could remember it clearly.
"Saskia, just because your brain doesn't work well doesn't mean everyone's brain is the same," Isabella said without even looking at her, her fingers flying across the keyboard like shadows, seemingly without needing to think.
She lowered her eyes, her voice even colder. "This data isn't without patterns. Besides, every single number came from my experimental process. How could I not remember them?"
Soon, the needed sets of data were reproduced.
Isabella pressed the last number on the keyboard and shot a cold glance at Saskia, her gaze freezing.
The next second, Isabella flashed in front of her and grabbed Saskia by the throat.
The feeling of suffocation came immediately. Saskia didn't react at all, her eyes widening instantly.
The others were completely stunned, watching this scene in shock.
Isabella tightened her grip on Saskia's throat. Saskia couldn't breathe at all. Her face quickly turned red and swollen, her hands clawing at Isabella's with bulging veins, but Isabella remained unmoved despite her struggles.
Isabella stared coldly at Saskia, her eyes like an abyss, her icy voice soaked with bone-chilling coldness.
"Did you think I didn't know it was you?"
Saskia held her breath, her eyes gradually filling with bloodshot veins. She looked at Isabella's cold, stern gaze in terror. Isabella's strength was too overwhelming, and the cold aura she emanated was like that of someone in power.
Saskia felt an unprecedented fear.
"Isabella! What are you doing? Don't be impulsive."
Isolde tried to pull Isabella away.
Isabella suddenly turned her head, her dark eyes staring at Isolde.
Just this one look made Isolde feel like her legs were filled with lead, unable to move. At the same time, she felt something squeezing her throat, making her unable to say a word.
Thud—
It was the sound of Saskia being thrown to the ground.
With this throw, Isabella sent Saskia flying several meters away, crashing onto the cold, hard floor.
Saskia clutched her throat, coughing desperately.
Just a little more.
Just a little more, and she would have died.
Saskia breathed in large gulps, greedily taking in the hard-won air.
Isabella stared at her. "Saskia, don't try to be clever again."
Then, her icy gaze swept over everyone, her tone sharp: "I've rewritten the experimental data. You'd better finish the report on time and submit it. If I don't get these three experiment credits on time, you'll face the consequences."
With those words, Isabella left.
Everyone's faces looked terrible.
They never expected Isabella would actually resort to violence.
"Saskia, Saskia, are you okay?" Isolde went over and helped Saskia up from the floor.
The redness on Saskia's face hadn't faded, and the feeling of suffocation lingered like a shadow, terrifying.
She stared unwillingly and angrily in the direction Isabella had left, not understanding how Isabella dared to treat her this way.
"Isolde, do you think she has a death wish?" Saskia said through gritted teeth. "And what did she mean by those words? Does she think I caused her experimental data to be lost? What right does she have to accuse me?"
Isolde knew Saskia too well. From Isabella's attitude just now, she could guess what had happened.
Isolde frowned. "Saskia, can we just let this go? The experimental data has been recovered now. Don't go looking for trouble with Isabella anymore."
"I'm looking for trouble with her?" Isolde bit her lip, very unwilling. "She's the one looking for trouble with me."
"I'm serious, Saskia. I'm saying this for your own good. Don't provoke Isabella anymore. She's too strange and scary," Isolde said.
"Scary?" Saskia was stunned.
She didn't understand why Isolde would find Isabella scary.
Although Isabella's attack on her just now did make her feel a strong aura and pressure, it wasn't exactly scary, was it?
Isolde told her the truth. "She just looked at me once, and I couldn't move. I've never experienced that feeling before. It was really strange."
Isolde had wondered if she had been controlled by Isabella's hypnosis in that moment, but thinking about it carefully, she felt she was overthinking.
Isabella was clearly an ancient martial arts professional, not a hypnotist.
Besides, the probability of encountering a hypnotist was too low.
In the Northern Ice Empire, there might not even be one hypnotist among a thousand people.
She could only explain that she had been intimidated by Isabella's presence just now. Isabella was so young yet had such an overwhelming presence—she really didn't dare underestimate Isabella.