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The test results are good, the knife is sharp enough, it didn't take much effort to pierce the tire.

Isabella looked at Henry emotionlessly as he opened the car door and got in. The car only drove a dozen meters before quickly stopping by the roadside.

He got out to check and found the right rear tire completely deflated, a beautiful jeweled dagger stuck in it, still in place.

Henry was frustrated because of the punctured tire when he heard a clear sound of high heels landing behind him, very pleasant to the ears.

He looked up to see Isabella walking gracefully, her shapely figure wrapped in a blue dress, a pure face carrying a somewhat enchanting allure.

She slightly raised her chin, carrying a bit of arrogance, observing him as if enjoying the spectacle.

Henry stood straight, pointing at the wheel, "Your handiwork?"

"This is just a tit for tat."

After hearing this, Henry was stunned for a moment, then strangely found himself amused by her. "You called Isabella, right? I unde