Not long after Natalie's parents dragged her away and the police escorted the George family out, Harold arrived. He had come to take Isabella home.
Stepping into the cafe and taking in the absolute wreckage, Harold's expression immediately darkened. He quickly closed the distance between him and Isabella, his eyes scanning her with deep concern. "Did those relatives of yours cause trouble again?"
Isabella nodded with a tired sigh. "Natalie paid them to come in and smash the place. I already called the police."
"Natalie's parents took her home, and the cops hauled my relatives away. Natalie's family compensated us for the damages."
Harold gritted his teeth. "That woman is like a nightmare that just won't end. She never learns, and she's always looking for ways to torment you. Why didn't you make the police arrest her too?"
"She's... pregnant."
Harold was struck speechless.
That wicked woman. She clearly knew her pregnancy made her practically untouchable, which was exactly why she had the nerve to orchestrate this entire mess.
"I'm living a great life right now, and Natalie's life is falling apart. She's eaten up by jealousy and hatred, so she keeps coming after me."
Isabella helped the staff clean up the remaining debris before finally leaving the cafe with Harold.
Once in the car, Harold asked if she wanted to head straight home or go for a drive to clear her head.
"Let's just go home. It's getting late."
Harold nodded smoothly. "Alright, I'll take you home."
"You know, I could have just driven myself back."

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