With that, Isabel prepared to open the door and leave. “I’ll pull back the investment. Don’t try me!” Decker said in a guttural growl. She turned back to him, noticing the vicious look in his eyes. It looked like he was going to strangle her to death right then and there. She said dismissively, “We have more than enough funds, so we don’t need your money. Do whatever you want. I don’t care.” Decker took a deep breath and threatened her again with whatever he could come up with, “I will ruin your reputation and sabotage your career. Do you think I won’t do that to you?” Isabel broke out in amused laughter. “I don’t believe you.” He was certainly not the first one to try; many had tried and failed in the past. Decker stiffened. He was abashed by Isabel’s wild laughter and how confident she seemed, even when her career was being threatened. This was not the same person he knew—the gentle, doting, and kind girl who was attached to him like a parasite. The one who provi
Inside the private box overlooking the parking lot, Decker had just wiped his face clean of the wine Isabel had splashed on him. He stood by the window and watched silently as Isabel's car pulled out of the lot. His eyes were dark and ponderous. He suddenly grinned and said to himself, "Isabel, you are full of surprises.” He had been missing her day and night for the last five years. The girl had cast a spell on him. In the past five years, he had got involved with countless beautiful women, all of them no less beautiful than Isabel. And yet, none of them managed to seize his heart the way she did. Sometimes at night, when he was by himself at night, he would miss her to the point of losing his mind. Then, he found out that she was active in Westchester. He made time out of his busy schedule and came here to see her. The way he pictured it in his mind, he expected her shocked reaction upon seeing him to be a mixture of anger and sadness. He thought that all he need
There was hardly any traffic at this hour. Before long, they were nearing Isabel’s residence. She sat by the window and looked outside, her mind wandering. At one point, she spotted a handsome and familiar figure walking down the street, illuminated by the faint glow of the streetlights. "Slow down, Ben,” she said to the driver. The driver slowed down as he was told. Isabel lowered the window to get a better look. The young man was trotting down the street by himself, donned in a fitted suit. He stood tall and handsome, his stride steady. On a night such as this, his melancholic figure looked like a prince that had been banished from his homeland and was wandering, looking for a place to belong. He exuded a fine charm around him that was entirely captivating and unique. Isabel wondered if she had drunk a little more than she thought. She continued to lean out the window the longer she stared at the man until nearly her entire head was hanging out. The car dre
Roland stopped and turned to Isabel with a glitter of light in his eyes. Isabel crossed her hands across her chest and asked haughtily, "Do you have anything against me?” "No," he muttered. "Then, why have you been ignoring me?” He did not answer. Isabel wanted to get angry at him but could not make herself hurl more insults at him when she saw how handsome he looked. She took a breath and said, “It’s not like I want you to stay this late at the office every day. You can assign some of the work to the people under you.” Why was he trying to handle everything by himself? There were a lot of competent employees at Carter Corporation. Roland cocked an eyebrow at her. “Do you think I’m anything like you?” Isabel's eyes flashed, and she seemed ecstatic to finally have something to call him out on. “See! I knew you have something against me!” Why else would he say something like that if he felt otherwise? He must have been used because she had left him to
It was a dreamless night. The next morning, before Isabel’s alarm had even gone off, she received a call from her manager Amanda who was supposed to still be recovering from her illness. Her shrill voice blasted through the speakers, “Isabel, what trouble did you get into this time?” Isabel rubbed her sleepy eyes and asked in a dazed state, "What happened?" Amanda said without the least attempt of concealing her anger, “It’s Isabella. She managed to snatch the female lead role in the show ‘Legend of the Goddess’! She also managed to steal the special guest spot on the variety show I was just talking about with you the other day!” Isabella was another celebrity who had launched into stardom several years earlier than Isabel. However, ever Isabel's first big hit, she had always been more popular than Isabella was. Both of them were household names in mainstream media. Due to the extreme similarity of their names, people had always referred to them as the Isabel sisters.
Isabel pouted. “Stop reading that.” Carla was still very upset. “But you’re the one who fought for the female lead in Legend of the Goddess and the guest star spot on The Wonders. There is no reason that she should swipe them away! So many times in the past, you could have stolen her role but you never did it even once out of common decency. How could she do this?” Isabel gently patted her head to console her, “Everything is fine. Don't worry about it." She was not going to let anyone take away what was hers. Upon sensing her unusual calmness, Clara asked curiously, “Do you already have a plan?” "Not yet. I'm thinking about it." Carla scowled. "Then, how are you so calm?" Isabel smiled and made no further comment. … The moment Isabel arrived at the set, Max and Marcus turned to her with what seemed like a look of sympathy. They must have found out about the latest news as well. After filming a scene, Max said as if to comfort her, “It’s fine, Isabel. After
With this in mind, Isabel instructed Carla mindfully, “Carla, go to my fan forum and tell my fans to cool it a little.” Carla was about to say something when Isabel's cell phone rang suddenly. It was Amanda, her manager. Isabel answered promptly, “Hey, Amanda, what's the matter?" Amanda said in a voice seething with fury, “Did you see Isabella’s latest post?” Isabel held her breath. "What did she say?" “Take a look for yourself.” “Okay.” Isabel promptly hung up before swiping to her feed again. The two fandoms were still going at it. There was now a new topic on the trending page that read: Isabella got the role based on merit. Isabel tapped on it and immediately saw a new post made by Isabella only several minutes ago. It was an officially worded post that read: “Formal announcement: The female lead in ‘Legend of the Goddess’ and the guest star spot in ‘The Wonder’ were given out purely on terms of merit. Please calm down, everyone. Don’t get manipulat
As time went on, more people were drawn in by the sensational drama. “What's going on here? Isabel says she’s going to handle herself. Does this mean that it’s true that Isabella stole her roles?” “Wow, don’t mess with her! Isn’t she worried about the netizens riling against her?” “Look at her performance in the past few years since her grand debut. Every show she starred is in at the top of the year-end list, and the variety shows she guest stars in always see record numbers. She’s the type who speaks her mind without fear. Do you remember that old director who was ousted as a sexual predator harassing female students? Isabel was the one who called him out publicly when she went on that variety show. Do you think someone as tenacious as she is is going to be afraid of some measly online gossip?” “Who is the one telling the truth? Isabel or Isabella?” “I don’t know. I guess we will know in time.” Fans of Isabella’s stormed Isabel’s page after that but were eventually
She was her usual self in every aspect. She put her heart into her job and never started trouble so long as nobody tried to start trouble with her. The crew cycled through their locations during their shoot. The constant travel made her skin break out slightly, but there were no other concerns otherwise. The shoot progressed very smoothly and within three months, they managed to wrap up everything at the mountainous region previously mentioned. It was nearly evening when they wrapped up the shoot. Holding a bouquet in hand, she took a group picture with the crew and celebrated with everyone. After that, she planned to hitch a ride with another crew member and leave for home. To their demise, some men in uniform who claimed to be the road maintenance technicians showed up to break the bad news to them. They mentioned that they had to repair some of the roads urgently and so the way home was temporarily obstructed. The director took his phone and called the city hotline fo
He remembered his first meeting with Isabel. She was sitting all by herself on the floor, in the middle of nowhere. Her vulnerable expression only made her more endearing. So, he managed to get her to go to his place and installed her in his home. He fell for her and paid careful attention to all her needs. It did not take long before Isabel caught feelings for him as well. The two of them got together in no time. Their days were plain and ordinary, but also very fulfilling, that was until he met Clarice. With the help of his father, his power struggle with Roland had reached a tipping point. It was at that opportune moment when Clarice’s father saw something in Roland and planned to wed his daughter Clarice to him to join up their families, which was a cause for alarm for Decker. He stressed over it for an entire night before approaching Clarice himself the very next day. Clarice quickly caught feelings for him as well. Furthermore, Roland had been foolish enough to reject
Decker was smiling quite earnestly at Isabel. Isabel threw a deeply suspicious look at him, then she glanced at the stack of documents laid out on top of the table in front of her. “Transferal of Shares.” She was dumbfounded. "I've gone through the contract, it’s safe to sign so go ahead.” Roland picked up a pen and handed it to her. "Roland, I..." "Sign it first, I’ll explain when we get home.” Isabel frowned and tried to protest. "I—" "Don't make me have to beg." Isabel did not know how to respond. Fine. She briefly scanned through the contract. The contract stated Decker’s agreement to transfer the remaining forty percent of his shares in Rockwell Corporation to her. Roland must have talked to the shareholders of Rockwell Corporation about this as well. They all regarded Isabel with polite smiles. Isabel had flipped through the final page of the document. She signed her name on one of the marked-out sections. She proceeded to sign all thr
They ended the call shortly after that. Isabel glanced at Martha and was hesitating if she should break the news right away. Martha seemed to have sensed her staring and suddenly turned to her with a flash of concern. "Isabel, what's wrong?" Isabel took a deep breath and broke the news. "Auntie, Master Rockwell just passed away." Martha's eyes widened. After a lengthy silence that lasted more than ten seconds, she started to break out in tears. She covered her face with her hands and expressed amid bouts of tears mixed with laughter, “Wonderful! About time! I hope he enjoys life in the underworld. God knows that someone like him will never deserve a spot in heaven!” Isabel did not know whether she should celebrate with Martha or console her. Soon, Martha began to collect herself. She briefly wiped away her tears and joyfully took Isabel's hand. "Isabel, let’s go shopping! I’m in such a good mood today, I’m going to go on a shopping spree!” "Okay. But Roland w
Isabel held onto Roland's hand firmly during the entire drive home after leaving the hospital. It was because Roland’s hands were cold and rigid. Isabel sat with him and tirelessly rubbed his hand to keep them warm. After one hand was warm, she would shift her attention to the other. By the time she managed to warm the other hand, the original hand would turn cold again. She decided it was easier to take both of his hands and caress them with the warmth of her palms. Roland looked at her with a gentle glow deep within his eyes. “Thank you, Isabel,” he said softly. Thank you for loving him, and for sticking by his side all this time despite circumstances. Isabel smiled. “I’m just warming your hands, it's no big deal. Still, you’re welcome." Roland smiled faintly and left it at that. Soon, his hands began to warm up off of the heat of Isabel’s palms. When Isabel felt that his hands were no longer freezing, she prepared to pull her hand away. That was when
Decker looked nothing like his usual self. The pompous, arrogant man who held himself far above others and who expected everyone around him to kiss up to him because he was superior to them all. It was as if he had been plunged not only to Earth but a pile of swamp. He had completely lost his usual grace. Isabel said crossly, "Decker, have you gone mental? Is everything going on too much for you?” “Yeah, could you help me?” he said with a coy smile, “Just one hug should be enough to take care of it all.” Isabel rolled her eyes. Without warning, he suddenly braced himself and lunged right at Isabel, stepping past Brandon who was caught off guard by this sudden attack. Isabel barely had time to react. Just when it seemed like his hand was about to graze Isabel, a long pair of arms seized Isabel from behind and jerked her backward. It was swiftly followed by a long, muscular leg shooting outward right next to Isabel. Thump! Decker was kicked to the ground.
"How did you and Roland meet?" Decker suddenly asked. Isabel turned away, fully intent on ignoring him. "Did you meet each other at Carter Corporation? Or did you meet him outside of work and gradually fell in love with him, then you decided to set him up with a position at Carter Corporation?” What did he mean by that? Was he insinuating that Roland was relying on her to snake his way into Carter Corporation? She threw a sideways, belittling look at him. "Do you think Roland is anything like you? He wouldn’t latch on another woman to further his goals.” Decker was not upset by this as he continued with a smug smile. "Oh? Then how did he get into Carter Corporation?" “He proved his worth.” Isabel realized that she had been roped in by Decker again. Nevertheless, she continued, “He passed the interviews himself. I was one of the interviewers and initially planned to dismiss him, but he managed to leave a very good impression on my father and the rest was history.” "
"I never meant to kill him! Roland, you have to believe me. Why would I still try to deceive you when I’m in this state?” “In that case, you can go ahead and explain things to him in the afterlife.” Master Rockwell was taken aback by this, his demeanor tightened. "You...you..." Roland looked at him calmly. "Don’t worry, I won’t hurt you. It was Grandma and my parents who raised me. They instilled morals and virtue into me and made sure I’d grow into a decent man.” Master Rockwell was briefly relieved to hear this, but before he could rid himself of his trepidation, Roland continued in a dark voice, "But I won’t forget about you and Decker bribing all those media outlets to defame Isabel. I know you manipulated the stock prices to try to kick me out of the corporation. I’ll make sure to settle our score through the legal system.” If convicted guilty, they would have to rot in prison. “Roland… listen to me, Roland. Decker is your uncle. If you want revenge, you can come
Master Rockwell must have heard their shifting movements and opened his eyes. When he recognized the faces of Roland and Isabel, there was a brief glow in his murky eyes. He motioned to the nurse to have her help him sit up from the bed. After he managed to position himself seated up against the head of the bed, he asked the nurse to leave. Then he cast a loving, tender smile on Roland and Isabel. “Roland, Isabel, please have a seat.” Roland said disinterestedly, "We have things to get to, just hurry up and tell us what you have to say." Isabel stayed silent. A look flashed in Master Rockwell's eyes. Then, he turned to Isabel and expressed regretfully, "Isabel, I’m a foolish old man, it was me who told Decker to leak pictures of you two. He had no choice because I forced him to do so. If you have to blame someone, blame me!” Isabel frowned. She was somewhat impressed by how smoothly the old man switched his mask from one to another. From a forlorn and sad state t