Meanwhile, in the hotel Decker was staying at, he was swiping on his phone and reading the discussions about Isabel’s rumored relationship. A gloomy look showed on his face. Then, his assistant called him. He promptly answered and put the phone to his ear, "What is it?” The assistant told him cordially, “Sir, we found Mr. Rockwell.” His expression immediately shifted. "Where is he now?" The assistant informed him cautiously, "He's working at Carter Corporation as the president.” Decker scowled. The President of Carter Corporation. His face darkened gravely when he recalled the way Isabel had thrown herself at Roland when she was drugged the other night. This explained how Isabel managed to take back the female lead that he initially seized from her and gave to Isabella. So, this was the sort of man she had backing her. They have been together since a while ago! This introduced some more questions. "Why did the Carters install an outsider as the president
Roland entered the car after her. The five-seater car was made by an international manufacturer and looked brand-new. This did not seem like the same car he drove here two days ago. Isabel asked curiously, "Is this a new car?” “Yeah.” "Why aren’t you using the company's car?" "I didn’t want to drive the company car to see you.” Isabel seemed startled by the response. Roland peered into her eyes without a word. There was not a hint of indecent ideas in the clear sparkle of his eyes and yet, Isabel was too shy to stare into them for too long. She distracted herself by opening the food container and began munching at its contents. The snacks Martha made for her this time were different from the ones she usually made, but they were just as delicious. She could not stop eating once she started. Roland watched her silently. The sound of her teeth clacking against the food was the only noise inside the car. Isabel could not bear the silence anymor
Their lips were glued to each other’s as they went at it for a while. The temperature inside the car was rising rapidly, it was quickly getting hot and steamy inside. That was when Roland let go. With her cheeks completely covered in red, she asked brazenly, “What are you doing?” “This isn’t a good place,” he said in a raspy, suppressed voice. He thought this place was too small and cramped for it? Fair enough, she was not sure about doing it here either. She only kissed him because she did not want to lose face as she wanted to be in control. She knew better than to say it, so she squinted playfully and teased him, “What, you don’t want to continue?” Roland admitted quite frankly, “Yeah.” She scoffed and gently nudged him away before sitting up. She declared proudly, “Just remember that you’re the one who said no so I’ll let you off the hook this time. Next time, I won’t be so merciful no matter the location!” She put on a haughty display like she was
Isabel held his hand tenderly and played with the heart of his palm. Roland was calm at first, but after a while, his ears began to turn red. Isabel snickered at the sight. He looked at her with a puzzled expression. "What are you laughing at?" She motioned him over. “Come closer and I’ll tell you.” Roland hesitated briefly before bowing his head closer. Isabel drew herself closer toward him as well, their cheeks brushed against each other. Then, she gently nibbled his ear with her teeth. Roland seemed to gasp at the touch of her teeth. He stiffened up. Even his breathing began to turn erratic. Isabel was so absorbed in teasing him that she did not sense the looming danger. After nibbling his ears a few more times, she whispered breathily into his ear, "I'm laughing because your ears are turning red." Roland was silent. Was he upset? She turned to him to get a closer look at his face, and that was when he suddenly grabbed her by her waist. H
Isabel recognized her. She was Teresa, one of the actresses who played one of the good guys on Legend of the Goddess. She only had a handful of scenes on the show and they rarely had any scenes together, the point being that she was not very close with Teresa. Still, they were all part of the film crew and since Teresa took the initiative to approach her, there was no reason she should refuse, especially since no rules were saying that she owned this corner over here. Naturally, she gestured Teresa over. “Sure.” Teresa sat down next to her. "Isabel, why do you eat the same boxed lunch as the film crew?” Teresa stared perplexedly at the tray of food Isabel was eating out of. Isabel responded with another question, “What else am I supposed to eat if not this?” They were far away from the city and they had many more scenes to shoot, getting to eat anything at all was a blessing enough. Teresa remarked, "You’re a big shot, I thought you wouldn’t eat something as com
Teresa’s assistant asked cautiously, “What would you like to eat?” This instantly prompted a wrathful scowl from Teresa. She asked snappily, "Don't you know my appetite by now?" "Okay, I'll buy something right now but it might take some time because I need to drive to the city.” "If you don’t come back with my food within half an hour, you don’t have to bother coming back.” The assistant grimaced but knew better than to protest. She held her tongue, then frantically ran to get food. Teresa sat down and reached for her phone. Then, she sent a text to Isabella, “Hey Isabella. I talked to Isabel and she’s got her guard up the entire time. I only chatted with her for a while and only managed to find out that her boyfriend wasn’t part of the entertainment industry, I still don’t know who he is. She did mention that her boyfriend didn’t come from a rich family, maybe he’s just a commoner.” Isabella replied almost instantly, “There’s no way he’s any ordinary person.” Tere
"Yeah." he said stiffly. It was just a short answer, but Isabel felt like it punched into her chest like a hammer. She took his hand to comfort him. "Sorry, I shouldn't be upset at you.” Roland smiled affectionately. "It's not your fault, I should’ve said something earlier.” Isabel did not even know that his father passed away, in a car accident no less. This explained why he only lived with his mother. Come to think of it, she knew nothing of his family. She asked him, “Can you tell me about your family?" Since they were dating, she should try to get to know him better. His eyes immediately darkened although there was a tint of a smile inside them only seconds ago. Isabel noticed she had misspoken and quickly retracted the question. "It's okay if you don't want to talk about it.” Roland fell silent for a while before starting, "I was born in Southboro. My grandfather was decently wealthy and my parents have always had a very good relationship." It soun
“Hey Isabel, are you done for the day already?" Teresa asked with a quick smile. Isabel nodded with a grunt. Teresa asked nonchalantly, "There’s this fashion show going on tonight, are you going to be there?” Isabel made a look. "Yeah." Teresa announced gleefully, "What a coincidence, I'm going too! Why don't we go together then?” Isabel was not against it. “Sure.” She did not mind going with Teresa. Teresa was ecstatic. She took a seat nearby to wait for Isabel. After only a brief silence, she started to ask questions again, "Isabel, since we get the weekend off before we go to Glanchester, what are your plans? Are you going to see your boyfriend?” Isabel ignored her. Carla could not stand the endless pestering anymore and said grumpily, "Teresa, why do you keep asking about her personal life?” Teresa froze with shock and explained vainly, “Sorry Isabel, don’t get the wrong idea, I was just trying to find something to talk about.” Carla was relentl