"I don't give a damn anymore, Isaac. He already knows much about my personal details and more things I'd rather keep under wraps. Even if we remove his bugs, it's not going to change anything," Hayley replied, still seething with burning fury. She grabbed her can of beer and, in a fit of anger, tossed it against the plasma screen TV as hard as she could, not caring about the damage she had caused to the poor electronic item. "I'm going home to exhume every inch of my place, but if you want to stay longer to dig out some information, go ahead and don't let me stop you," she said to him, not wanting her anger to obstruct his quest for answers. "I just don't want to deal with this gold-coated dick anymore." The blonde left hastily after saying that, her body shaking from the sheer amount of rage she was withholding.