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"Last time, we already had a private chat at the police station. Isn't it unreasonable for you to bring this up now?" Isabella frowned.

But dealing with these thugs, expecting reason from them was futile.

"At that time, you weren't a super star. Aren't you actors very wealthy? Last time, you tried to brush me off with a little money? How about giving me a hundred thousand or eighty thousand now?" The bald man shamelessly demanded.

Though a hundred thousand or eighty thousand might not be a trivial amount, for Isabella, it was a drop in the bucket. She wasn't naive; she knew these people were bottomless pits. Giving them once meant giving them again. She didn't owe them anything. Last time, she compensated for the reasonable medical expenses and compensation for the injuries caused by her.

Seeing that she wasn't swayed, the bald man attempted to touch her face. He grinned obscenely. "If you won't give money, then let's use your body."

However, before his hand could touch her, she