Gavin's eyes darkened, a glint of icy anger flickering in them. "The Reed family destroyed the herbs Liza painstakingly cultivated," he said, his tone dangerously calm. It didn’t matter whether the herbs were effective or not. They represented Liza’s effort and dedication—her desire to help him combat the poison lingering in his body. Now, all of that was ruined. George swallowed nervously, trying to keep his voice steady as he said, "President, please remain calm." Despite his words, George couldn’t help but feel a pang of pity for the Reed family. While Gavin hadn’t gone to the backyard yet, Liza was already there. If her temper flared, and Sophia pushed her too far, the outcome could spiral out of control. By the time Liza reached the backyard, she was greeted by the grating sound of Sophia’s complaints. Sophia stood under a bright umbrella, shielding herself from the sun with an expression of pure irritation. “The heat is unbearable! Are you all crazy? Let us in already! Is this how Longwan Residential treats its guests? I’m Brother Gavin’s childhood sweetheart, you know!” Her sharp voice grated against the air as she stamped her foot in impatience. George, Gavin’s calm and collected subordinate, stood in her path, unmoved by her tantrum. He spoke with measured authority. “Miss Sophia, you’ve destroyed the herbs planted by Young Madam. You cannot leave until she decides how to address this matter.” His calm demeanor was an extension of Gavin’s authority, which meant Sophia had no choice but to restrain her temper, at least somewhat. Even so, her frustration bled through. In a petty act of defiance, Sophia raised her foot and deliberately crushed another herb under her heel. The venomous satisfaction on her face was unmistakable. Just then, Liza stepped into view, her pace unhurried but her presence commanding.Sophia’s heel lingered over another herb, but Lady Reed quickly intervened, pulling her back with a forced expression of reprimand. “Sophia! Stop that! Apologize to Miss Liza immediately. Those herbs might just be some grass, but they were planted by Miss Liza . Be polite!” Liza’s lips curled into a cold sneer. Lady Reed’s pretense of civility was almost laughable. If her daughter could destroy someone’s property and only need to apologize, what would she say if her daughter committed a worse offense? Just another hollow apology? Sophia strutted up to Liza with a mocking smirk. “Oh, come on, it’s just a few weeds. It’s not like they’re made of gold or some treasure. Do you want me to compensate you for them? Fine! Brother Gavin wouldn’t even like these plants. I was doing you a favor by getting rid of them. You should be thanking me instead of making a fuss.” Liza glanced down at the crushed herbs, her expression unreadable. These weren’t ordinary plants—they were rare, life-saving herbs with the potential to treat Gavin’s illness. Each leaf and stem had been cultivated with care and hope. Yet Sophia trampled on them with the same indifference as one would to weeds. Keeping her composure, Liza raised her head and said coldly, “Miss Sophia, actions have consequences. Destroying my property comes with a price. You’ll need to compensate me.” Sophia’s eyes widened in disbelief before she let out a mocking laugh. “Compensate you? You’re serious, aren’t you? For some grass? Fine! Here’s 200 . Oh, wait, let’s make it 1,000 —would that be enough for your ‘precious’ plants? Honestly, are you that desperate for money? You’re pathetic! Gavin is so wealthy, and you think you belong with him? You’re a joke, Liza. Just leave the Stone Family already!” Liza’s eyes narrowed, her gaze turning sharp and cold. “1,000 ?” she murmured, a chilling edge in her voice. The market value of those herbs was astronomical, estimated to exceed ten million . More importantly, their rarity meant that money alone often couldn’t buy them. Years ago, Grandpa Reed had spent an enormous sum trying to acquire similar herbs, offering 500,000 per stalk, but no one was willing to sell. Although the herbs Sophia had destroyed weren’t fully matured, each stalk could still fetch at least 100,000 on the market. Liza’s gaze was icy as she addressed George. “George.” George, always disciplined and professional, immediately straightened his posture and responded loudly, “Yes, Young Madam!” Her tone remained calm, but her words carried an unmistakable authority. “Miss Sophia has destroyed my herbs and refuses to compensate. What do you think we should do now?” George cast a dispassionate glance at Sophia, his demeanor unwavering. “Young Madam, it’s entirely up to you.” His words carried the implicit backing of Gavin, affirming that Liza had full control over the situation. Taking her time, she finally said, “If that’s the case, I don’t think it’s unreasonable to smash her car in return, is it?” Without hesitation, George waved his hand, signaling the bodyguards. A group of them sprang into action, moving with precision and purpose. Sophia’s face turned ashen as fear gripped her. “Liza, have you lost your mind?! I only stepped on a few stalks of grass! You want to smash my car for that? This is a limited edition sports car! It’s worth more than five million !” Feigning surprise, Liza raised an eyebrow. “Miss Sophia, is it not fair? Your car crushed my herbs, so I’ll smash your car. That seems perfectly reasonable to me.” George remained silent, though internally, he was stunned. George said Young Madam was delicate and timid. How does this align with her current behavior? Sophia’s fury turned to desperation as her entire body trembled. Was Liza really going to have her car destroyed? The audacity was beyond belief! A deafening crash snapped her attention back. Before her horrified eyes, her prized sports car—a limited edition worth millions—was being reduced to rubble. “Stop it! Stop it right now!” Sophia shrieked, her voice cracking. “I’m a guest of the Stone Family! You can’t treat me like this! Brother Gavin will never allow this!” But her protests fell on deaf ears. The Stone Family’s bodyguards were meticulously efficient, and in a matter of minutes, the car was nothing more than a heap of twisted metal. Sophia stood frozen, her face pale as she watched the destruction unfold. Her entire body trembled, her earlier arrogance now replaced with helpless disbelief. This can’t be happening, she thought. How could they do this to me?