Nadine heard Isabella shout, but that just made her hit the car even harder.
Isabella rushed over and grabbed her, trying to pull her away. Nadine fought back, yelling, “I’ll smash it, I’ll smash it, I wish I could smash your whole store!”
Harold hurried over and helped hold Nadine down, stopping her from causing any more trouble.
He turned to his bodyguards. “Nadine’s losing it. Why didn’t you stop her right away?”
Isabella stepped in, her voice firm. “She just went off. No one had time to react. Harold, don’t blame them. Just hold her still, I’m calling the police.”
She let go, and Harold, being stronger, kept Nadine pinned in place.
“Yeah, call them,” he said.
Isabella pulled out her phone and dialed the police.
Nadine, still struggling and shouting, froze when she heard Isabella say she was calling the cops. Her face went pale, and suddenly all her bravado disappeared.
She started shouting, “Isabella, please, don’t call the police! I’m sorry, okay? I’ll stop, just don’t call them! Harold, help me, stop her, don’t let her call!”
If the police got involved, she’d have to pay for the car, but worse than that, news would get back to her family. Her reputation would be trashed. The thought of it made her panic, and she began begging Isabella not to call.
But Isabella wasn’t in the mood to forgive. She finished her call and waited for the police to show up.


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