Chapter 412 Do Not Point Your Finger at Ms. Isabella Powell
Isabella shook her head. "No thanks. I'm really not interested in joining the Howard family."
Quincy's face darkened completely.
His cold eyes narrowed, instantly turning sharp as arrows. "You're asking for death!"
In an instant, a powerful wave of psychic power silently attacked Isabella.
Isabella's ears rang.
"I think you're the one asking for death!" Isabella's eyes focused, instantly turning fierce.
Quincy didn't have time to react.
Isabella raised her hand and struck out with her palm.
Quincy's body immediately flew backward, crashing into a bunch of tables and chairs.
The scene erupted in shocked exclamations.
"What's going on?"
"Someone's fighting over there?"
"Who's fighting? How dare they fight at Gwyneth's daughter's identity reveal banquet?"
"..."
Countless eyes turned toward Isabella and Quincy.
Jasmine and the others also saw what happened.
They couldn't believe their eyes—Isabella had just slapped Quincy and sent him flying?
Was she crazy?
Quincy was the fifth elder of the Howard family. How dare she?
Isabella's strike had caused Quincy internal injuries. Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.
He clutched his chest, staring at Isabella from a distance with a sinister look in his eyes.
To be safe, he had just used all his psychic power, yet he still couldn't hypnotize Isabella. This was simply unbelievable.
Were her abilities actually above his?
Quincy found it hard to believe, especially since Isabella was only eighteen.
His original plan was to quietly hypnotize Isabella and have her walk out of the banquet hall on her own, making it easier for the ancient martial arts professionals outside to capture her without anyone noticing.
But now, everything was exposed.
Since that was the case, Quincy's eyes darted around, and he glared at Isabella angrily. "Where did you come from? Why did you attack me for no reason?"
Quincy played the victim first.
Immediately, everyone's eyes focused on Isabella.
So it was Isabella who attacked Quincy without reason!
People looked at Isabella and started talking.
"Who are you?" a middle-aged man asked disapprovingly. "Why are you hurting people here?"
"You've got some nerve. On such an important day, are you here to cause trouble?"
"Guards, get over here! Someone's causing trouble! Throw her out!"
"..."
The Howard family's head, Theron, walked over. He had seen what happened from afar. He didn't expect Quincy to fail at hypnotizing Isabella and even make things worse.
Theron's eyes showed a hint of displeasure, but since things had come to this, he could only try to shift the blame to Isabella.
Theron immediately shot Isabella a threatening look and scolded, "What do you mean by deliberately attacking Quincy?"
Isabella looked at Theron, her eyes cold. "Theron, I should be asking you that. Sending a hypnotist to hypnotize me? What exactly are you trying to do?"
Hearing this, Theron's eyes flickered.
But he quickly regained his composure, putting on a confused expression. "What are you talking about?"
"Nonsense!" Quincy spoke up, looking outraged. "Who hypnotized you? Why would I hypnotize you? You're making false accusations!"
Whether he had tried to hypnotize Isabella just now, apart from Isabella herself, no one else would know.
"You're so young, yet all you do is lie." Theron's displeased gaze swept over Isabella with a disgusted expression. "Quincy is highly respected. Not only did you hurt him, but you're also making false accusations. How did someone like you get into this event? I think you should get out!"
Theron was the head of the Howard family, while Isabella was just a student at Radiant University. Everyone at the event knew Theron but not Isabella, so naturally, Theron had the confidence to pin everything on Isabella.
Because everyone would take Theron's side, not Isabella's.
Sure enough, people at the scene didn't hesitate to believe Theron.
"How could Quincy possibly attack someone at this kind of event? If you ask me, she's the one playing the victim!"
Arabella was also in the crowd. She looked at Isabella mockingly, about to look away.
But the next second, she saw Isabella's eyes focus as she said coldly:
"Arrest them all and throw them out!"
As soon as she finished speaking, a group of people filed in from the entrance, surrounding Theron and all the elders and members of the Howard family present.
These people were guards and assassins from the Powell family.
Theron was shocked.
Arabella's face changed instantly, too.
What was going on?
"What are you doing?" Theron shouted.
He didn't understand why the Powell family's people immediately surrounded them as soon as Isabella spoke. Why were they listening to Isabella?
Just then, someone exclaimed, "Ms. Powell is here!"
Everyone's eyes turned in one direction.
Gwyneth walked over from a distance. She was tall, walked slowly, and her eyes were sharp, radiating a strong and intimidating presence.
Seeing Gwyneth, Theron immediately spoke up. "Ms. Powell, please make these people stop—"
Gwyneth waved her hand, and a powerful gust of air knocked Theron to the ground.
Theron was dazed after getting hit for no apparent reason.
He was in pain, and looking at Gwyneth with fear in his eyes, he didn't dare speak again.
"Theron, am I giving you too much face?" Gwyneth's cold eyes lifted as she looked down at him. "Didn't I warn you that today is an important day and you'd better not cause trouble for me? What were you people from the Howard family thinking?"
Gwyneth's gaze swept over the mess on the floor, her expression very displeased.
"Ms. Powell, I'm not the one causing trouble—she is!" Quincy couldn't help but speak up, pointing his finger at Isabella.
But the next second, the sound of a finger bone being severed rang out.
Quincy's pointing finger was cut off directly, falling to the ground as blood gushed from the wound.
The intense pain twisted Quincy's face as he curled up, clutching his hand.
This scene made everyone present hold their breath.
And the one who acted was Wilmer.
Behind his mask, Wilmer's eyes were cold and emotionless. He stood with one hand behind his back, his tone icy. "Quincy, remember this—next time don't point your finger at Ms. Isabella Powell, or it won't be as simple as losing one finger."