Clarice returned to her arrogant look and looked at Isabel. Isabel crossed her arms, looking at her calmly. “Isabel, if you have a boyfriend already, stay with your boyfriend and stop eyeing over my man,” Clarice said as she stood up, “Or else, I’ll make you suffer.” She then grabbed her expensive purse and wanted to leave. Isabel chuckled. “Decker is a piece of sh*t to me, feel free if you like to eat sh*t.” Clarice stopped, turned around, and glared at her. If her gaze could kill, she would have killed Isabel multiple times already. Isabel met her gaze nonchalantly. Clarice grunted and left in a hurry. After that, Isabel got up from her seat, yawned, and left the coffee shop. When she walked out of the coffee shop, she spotted Angela coming to her from the other direction. Angela’s eyes flickered when she met Isabel’s gaze. She smiled and said, “Isabel, good evening. Having a coffee?” Isabel narrowed her eyes and had a glance over Angel’s phone. “Hmmm. Someone
Ding! Isabella’s phone rang. It was from her boss. She answered the phone and asked, “Boss, what is it?” “Ms. Houston wants to see you. Go wait for her at the floral garden on the first floor of the Westchester Grand Hotel.” Isabella’s expression changed. “Y-Yes, boss. I’m on my way.” …Back at Glanchester, the hotel where the crew of the Legend of the Goddess checked in, Isabel returned to her room. She saw Roland dressed in a man’s pajamas, typing on his laptop on the table next to the bed. The warm lamp on the table, his straightened posture, and his handsome but serious look - every aspect of him was charming. Isabel snuck up to him but he turned around just in time, looking at her with his clear and calm eyes. “You’re back,” he said. Isabel hummed. She walked to his side and looked at his screen. There were a ton of words and graphs, probably something related to his work. Isabel’s vision started to get blurry after looking at it and she quickly pulled her
Isabel started to lose her breath as the kiss went on. She grunted in a muffled voice and pushed him away. Roland held back the kiss but his lips were still touching hers. “Tell me.” If she continued to toy with him, he would kiss her again and again. Isabel was annoyed. “Roland, are you threatening—Mhmm!” He kissed her again, stronger than before. Isabel felt like her lips were swollen from all the kisses. In addition, his hand was pinching her waist. It felt electrifying and it made her body numb. She pushed him away and stammered, “O-Okay! I’ll say!” Roland released her. He stared at her like a predator looking at its prey. Isabel suddenly wanted to move away from his lap, but if she did, it would make her look like a coward. She fluttered her eyes and decided to lean backward to draw some distance from his face. She then said, “It’s Clarice Houston, Decker’s fiancée. You should know her.” Roland asked, “Why is she here for you?” “Someone took a video
Roland smiled warmly. “Sure.” He carried her and strode toward their bed. … In Westchester, after the call with Jerome, Isabella went to the lobby on the first floor of Westchester Hotel. She went to the lounge area of the lobby. There were not many people in the lounge at this hour. She had arrived at the hotel at roughly ten that night, and it was already one in the morning by this point. She had been waiting for Clarice for three whole hours, yet there was no sign of her at all. Her butt was already sore from sitting and waiting for so long. She began to feel like Clarice was intentionally keeping her waiting, but she knew better than to text Clarice to ask for her whereabouts. Her only choice was to wait with constant agitation. Finally, when it was around half past one, Clarice stepped through the entrance of the hotel at last. Isabella hurriedly approached her while putting on her best smile. She greeted Clarice in a friendly voice as if she was not bot
Clarice jittered between several expressions before finally settling back into a haughty scowl. She grunted stiffly. Isabella asked, “Who is her boyfriend?” This earned her a glare from Clarice. “Who are you to ask me questions?” Isabella stammered, “Sorry, I was just curious who her boyfriend could be.” Clarice groaned and asked, "How long has Isabel been with him?” “I think it’s only been a month or two. My friend told me that she started seeing both of them together when they started filming ‘Legend of the Goddess’, and he would visit her quite regularly.” A month or two? Clarice continued looking at the video Isabella showed her. Roland had barged into the scene when Decker and Isabel were talking. Since Decker was facing away from the camera, there was no way to get a good look at his expression, but the video did offer a good view of Isabel’s expression when she noticed Roland. She did not seem guilty at all when she saw him, but on the contrary, she looke
To have a place in Roland’s heart was all Clarice ever wanted. … The next morning, in Glanchester, Isabel woke up from the sweltering heat. When she opened her eyes, she found herself in Roland's arms. He woke up around the same time as her and looked at her sleepily. There was a slight red shade underneath his eyes. Isabel squinted and nudged him away without warning. He kept a firm grip around her waist, so she could not break free from him despite having shoved him. Not only did she fail to push him away, but she also ended up provoking a negative reaction out of Roland, evidenced by the immediate frown that formed on his face, coupled with a hurt look. “Are you trying to push me away?" He asked. She blinked in confusion and clarified, “I just wanted a little bit of space because it’s really hot.” The heat was not the only reason. It was partly because she immediately recognized the look of desire in his eyes which could not be any more obvious. They
“Yeah.” Clarice thought about how much they had been going at it the last two days. With her face pressed close against his chest, she spoke in a contented and soft voice, “When did you wake up?” Decker answered softly, "I just woke up a while ago." Clarice looked up at him. His eyes were gentle and filled with love. After they stared at each other for several seconds, he lowered himself and planted a slow kiss on her lips. Her lips curled up in a smile. With his lips still pressed close to hers, he spoke, “There’re a lot of nice places to see in Westchester. Let me take you sightseeing and shopping today.” He was the same Decker she had known for the last five years, the same gentle and caring man who seemed to have endless patience for her. She was in love. Suddenly, a scattered thought intruded on her. The fact that he had been in Westchester for so long and that he had come here to endorse Isabella… Her eyes darkened for a slight instant, she asked worrie
As for Decker, he attained everything he had today by getting engaged to Clarice to get the support of the Houstons. With that, he went on to resort to countless schemes to take everything Roland had to his name. Clarice must have sensed Decker’s agitation and comforted him tenderly, “Don’t worry, Decker, you have me and my father. It doesn’t matter how resourceful Roland is. There’s not a chance he can return to Southboro and reclaim Rockwell Corporation for himself.” Decker smiled fairly and cupped her cheeks as he spoke affectionately, “Clarice, thank you for sticking by my side after all these years. I feel safer with you.” Clarice was completely enchanted. “I’m so lucky to be with you.” As Decker inched in closer and kissed her, the image of Isabel surfaced in his mind against his will. The longer they kissed, the more their desire was aroused. Soon, the two lost themselves in passion. Decker traced his hand along Clarice’s body and accidentally muttered out loud