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Chasing the Divorced Billionaire Heiress Chapter 66
ISABELLA'S POVLilian’s suggestion was like a punch in the face, an insolent slap.I tilted my head to the side, trying to process it, but the more I thought about it, the worse it sounded. “No way.” I shook my head firmly, my resolve hardening with every passing second.“That's impossible,” I said aloud, my voice sharp and definitive.“I won’t do it.”I could feel my hands gripping the edge of my chair, my legs holding firmly to the ground.Go back to James? Seduce him? Even if he were just a normal ex, it would be humiliating enough, let alone after what his family had put me through. After the way they had thrown me out of my matrimonial home like some piece of garbage?I could still hear their voices in my head, the cruel words they had hurled at me. "You’re not good enough! Hopeless beggar! Eating James's wealth! Parasite!" They had cursed and cried, their faces twisted with disdain. “Never!”I muttered again, almost choking on the word.“I’d rather die than go back to him.
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ISABELLA'S POV Three days after learning about the poison, I made my way to the meeting with the research team, just as I had told Evelyn. The room was modest but functional, filled with a long oval table where several researchers were seated. They were all dressed in various shades of white and blue. I could feel the weight of their gazes on me. It had been close to an hour since I came, and a lot of helpful connotations were being made. "We’ve reviewed all the data we have so far, and there are several theories on how the poisoning could have occurred.” Dr. Patel, the lead researcher in the room, was saying. "We believe it could have been administered through inhalation, perhaps in a confined space." he suggested, with his hands hanging halfway. I nodded, keeping my face neutral, though my ears were literally standing. "And what about ingestion?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. A woman with a short blonde bob and a sharp face who sat across from me chimed in.
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ISABELLA'S POV I turned away from Amanda, my stomach knotting with disgust at the arrogance in her tone, and glanced back at Sarah, still on her knees in the middle of the restaurant floor. Her face was still wet with tears, her breaths hitching as if each one might be her last. Around us, the murmurs grew louder, a wave of whispers and speculative glances sweeping through the room. Lilian's eyes met mine across the table, her expression clouded with confusion. She seemed to be silently asking "What is going on here?" But I barely had time to acknowledge her gaze before Amanda's voice boomed again, her words filled with venom and self-righteousness. "If you don't compensate me immediately," Amanda ranted, "I swear, I will see you in court! You won't get away with this. None of you will!" Her voice cut through the air like a blade. I wanted to laugh at the absurdity, but the scene was too surreal for humor. Finally, she revealed the cause of all this drama:
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Isabella's POV I pedaled faster, feeling the tension slowly ease from my muscles. Morning rides were becoming a new ritual I had grown fond of lately; it reminded me of the uncomplicated days of my early adulthood. Those days when I would look forward to my mother's criticism and instead of remorse I would feel pride, I smiled again. And as time progressed, I found myself thinking about how the past few days; I was mostly at home, wrapped in silence, save for these kinds of rides, and the nights were mostly spent with Lilian. We would sip wine and vent endlessly about work, about the stress and pressures that came with hospital and office hours. But then there were the things I didn’t talk about with anyone yet. Like how I had been avoiding Michael, dodging his calls and messages, even changing my route to avoid the restaurants we used to visit together. I knew he must be feeling the sudden distance between us, but I couldn't let myself dwell on his hurt. I knew I needed
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ISABELLA'S POVI sat across from James in the restaurant. The place was another of such cozy corners with dim lighting and delicious aromas in town that I was new to.The chatter around us was soft.James sat up straight, his hair neatly combed to the side, a small smile playing on his lips. He was literally dressed in a suit; he had prepared for this like it were our first date all over again, something he had not even done on our anniversary, but that was, by the way.His eyes darted toward me every few moments, as if trying to read my mood.I tried to relax, forcing a smile, hoping it looked genuine. My fingers fiddled with the edge of the linen napkin on my lap. Being here with him felt strange, almost surreal.I could feel the weight of his gaze, and I shifted in my seat, trying hard to look more at ease than I actually felt.James leaned forward, his brows drawing together in concern. "Hey… Are you okay?" He asked softly, his voice lined with an unexpected sincerity. His ey
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ISABELLA'S POV Scarlett continued to stare, her expression caught somewhere between disbelief and bewilderment. She watched as James’s car disappeared from view. And as I pressed the remote in my hand, the sound of the automated gate closing filled the space where words should have been. The gate swung shut, locking us into a silence I wasn't quite ready for. Our eyes met across the distance. Scarlett’s lifted her brows, her mouth hanging open as if she were searching for the right words. Finally, she made a gesture with her hand, repeating herself. "Together? You're really back together?" Her voice shook as she pointed sharply toward the gate where James had just driven out of "What was the meaning of all that, Bella?" I forced a casual smile, feeling my shoulders tighten despite my best efforts. “Nothing much; James just dropped me from work, that’s all.” I replied, trying to brush it off with a wave of my hand. Scarlett's expression didn’t change. She leaned cl
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Isabella's POVLilian's question hung in the air.I stood in the kitchen, leaning against the cool marble counter.I felt the weight of her gaze pressing into my thoughts.“What next?” She repeated.I paused, my hand gripping the counter's edge.Lilian's eyes narrowed slightly, her lips pursed, but her body remained still. Her patience was a calm pool.Slowly, I exhaled, letting my shoulders drop, and turned my gaze to meet hers.“I’ll take it slow.”I began, choosing my words carefully.“Slow and careful, Lilian. I believe it's just to trust my instincts... and simply knowing when to back out. But when he’s at his most vulnerable... that’s when I strike.”Lilian’s expression softened, and she nodded, her curls bouncing lightly."Good," She murmured, as if testing the taste of the word on her lips.Then, suddenly, she started to come closer, and then without threw her arms open, enveloping me in a hug, her voice a soft whisper in my ear. “You will overcome this, Isabella. You will
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THIRD POV James' fingers tapped excitedly on the steering wheel. He felt like one intoxicated, as if the car were floating rather than driving along the streets. A grin was playing on his lower lip, a rare expression of pure joy. The memory of Isabella's fiery exchange with Michael replayed vividly in his mind, the way she had shamed Michael without hesitation and in front of him too. “Do I need your signature to receive visitors?” He repeated and let out a short laugh. It was as if she had thrown down a gauntlet, making her choice clear to him. "She still loves me." James whispered to himself, his voice full of triumph. "Of course, I always knew she does." He could barely contain his happiness, already envisioning the moment Isabella would finally accept his proposal to reunite. James felt his heart swell with confidence, and before he realized it, he was humming and whistling to a jaunty tune that matched his mood. The car radio played softly in the background, and he
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GENERAL POVOwen stood in front of the full-length mirror, tightening his tie with slow, deliberate movements. His reflection stared back.He brushed a few wrinkles from his collar, muttering under his breath, ticking off the list of meetings and cover-ups waiting for him at the office. After some time of thinking about the office and where he had to be, the same old thoughts crept back, uninvited and heavy.The same old sense of discomfort he had tried to bury for days now…his tangled feelings for Claire.Came yet again.However, his thought pattern was a little different this time.For reasons he couldn't explain, the scene from that fateful night replayed in his head.He had gone to meet her, intent on laying everything out his feelings, urge to speak his mind only to find her in the VIP section, lips locked with another man. Owen had frozen, his eyes startled and alarmed.But thinking about it now, what had haunted him more than the betrayal was actually her reaction. Claire ha
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ISABELLA'S POVNathan had shared with me how Scarlett had been visiting him of late, lingering too long at his door, just enough to stir old wounds. And even reaching out to the estate security personnel whenever he wasn't around. At least it showed a level of desperation on her part. And that was why I was on my way there today.Despite the hurt, part of me hoped we could still talk this out. Even though restoring her back into his life wouldn't be all that possible.But we could still arrive at something that works. Just like James and I had done.After all, we had been friends for years. All I wanted was a hint of remorse from her, an acknowledgment of the line she had crossed.As I parked in front of the gallery, the emptiness of the space mirrored the hollow feeling in my chest. The lights were off, the windows dark, and not a soul in sight. I stood for a moment, staring at the locked door, a quiet sigh escaping my lips. So, she wasn’t here. And perhaps indoors or something
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GENERAL POVOwen pushed the door to his apartment and entered.He shut the door softly behind him, pausing for a second, as though leaving the world outside was not quite enough.He moved with slow, deliberate steps, crossing the room with a weariness that had become second nature to him over the past few days.His face was hard to read; his brows were slightly drawn, lost in thought.When Owen reached his bedroom, he stopped at the center of the room, standing there as though uncertain of what to do next.His eyes were scanning the space, landing on nothing in particular, and for a long moment, he didn’t move.The room felt too big, too empty. It swallowed him whole.With a heavy sigh, his hand reached up to undo the buttons of his shirt, one by one, slowly. The fabric fell away from his body, and he carelessly tossed it onto the bed. He stood shirtless and then made to sit down on the edge of the bed, elbows resting on his knees, hands clasped loosely as his head hung low.For day
