“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
“What’s going on then?” Amanda could not make sense of it. Isabel asked warily, “Something wrong?" “Several contracts got called off out of nowhere. Even the brand endorsements I've managed to land for you got pulled last minute. Some of the roles on other shows I manage to land for you got recast as well.” Isabel frowned. "Did they give you an explanation?” “They only told me they found a better fit for the role.” Amanda asked again, “Are you sure you haven’t upset anyone lately?” "No." Decker was the only one who came to mind, but she doubted he had enough degree of influence in the entertainment industry to terminate all of her ongoing contracts. Amanda stated briskly, “Never mind, focus on the shooting. I’ll dig up more information.” “Sure.” Isabel hung up but was still feeling restless. Who was targeting her this time? She racked her brains and thought long and hard but could not figure it out. Just as she was considering enlisting someone to he
Carla did not know how to respond. After a brief hesitation, she asked cautiously, “You look like you’re in a bad mood. Did he say something that upset you?” Isabel’s expression softened a little, and she assured Clara, “It's fine. I'm going to get some rest, and you should catch up on some rest too.” Carla knew her better than to probe Isabel and promptly let her be. Isabel returned to her room after that. Her phone rang the moment she stepped into the room. It was Roland calling her. She eagerly answered the phone, “Hey, why the sudden call? Did anything happen?” "I sent you several texts just now, but you haven’t replied.” After a pause, he asked, "Where did you go just now?" Isabel told him with a sigh, "I had to see someone." “The person who has been targeting you for some reason?” "How did you know about that?” she asked in a startled voice. “It was Clarice’s assistant. She sent him here to deliver a message.” Roland did not sound surprised. “So,
In Glanchester, Isabel had just come out of the shower and thrown herself on the bed. She thought about calling Amanda to tell her to not worry, but Amanda was the one who called her instead. Before Isabel could get a word out, Amanda announced the good news in a jubilant voice, “Isabel, everything is fine now! The companies got back to me and says that they intend to proceed with our initial deal. The directors who told me that they wanted to recast you changed their minds and got back to me as well. Also, guess what? The famous director, Manson Heathrow, says he plans to cast you in a major role in his upcoming film!” Isabel was delighted to hear this. “Already?” Amanda was confused by this reaction of hers. “What do you mean ‘already’?” Isabel was still reeling in shock. “Oh, nothing. Good to know that everything has been taken care of.” “Alright, enough talk for now. I’ll talk to Director Manson for you and get back to you once I have more information from him.” “
Clarice’s assistant informed her fearfully, “Miss, I had to call them several times just now until they finally picked up. They mentioned that Isabel is one of the most famous actresses currently and is not involved in any controversial scandals. All this added to the fact that she is currently working with them makes it hard for them to do anything to her. She’s untouchable.” “Don’t they have enough actors signed to them? What’s the difference one common actress going to make?!” "That's what I was told. I don’t know any more specific details beyond this.” "idiot!" Clarice cursed mightily and hung up. There must be more to this! Her family was royalty in Southboro, and even Solar Entertainment had given their word initially. Some other party must have interjected to result in this sudden turn of events. Who could this outside party be? She thought with her brows furrowed. After a while, her eyes blazed as she had a suspect in her mind. Roland! He was Isabe
Isabel ran out of the hotel just as Roland parked in front of the entrance. Drops of rain pattered endlessly against the ground. Isabel shielded the top of her head with her palms and jogged toward Roland’s car. The door was promptly flung open, and out came the tall, striking figure of the man she had been waiting for. He emerged with an umbrella in hand. He was just about to open it when Isabel sprang in front of him. He habitually put his arms around her. Isabel looked up at him. "What took you so long?” Her face was washed with rain. She could barely keep her eyes open. Although there was a stern, questioning tone in her voice, there was also a clear tint of joy underneath. Roland grimaced faintly. He opened the umbrella and held it over Isabel to shield her from the rain, then he told her, “Something came up and took up my time.” Something came up? "What happened?” she asked hastily while looking at him worriedly. “It’s fine, it's just—“ He seemed he
They went at it until it was nearing midnight. Roland must have been missing her greatly after having not seen her for several days as he was all over her. It was only after Isabel remarked that she had more scenes to shoot tomorrow morning and pleaded for him to show mercy on her that he finally released her. The moment he released her, she felt herself deflating like a balloon and promptly fell asleep. The bedroom was dimly lit. Roland hugged her tenderly and looked at her rosy cheeks, still red from their activity. It did not seem like he was going to sleep anytime soon. … Dawn came. Isabel was awakened by Carla knocking on the door. She woke up and saw Roland lying on his side next to her with one of his arms propping himself up sideways. He was staring at her. She gave him a quick peck on the lips. "I have to go to work. Get yourself some breakfast." Roland sat on the bed and watched her without a word. Isabel was not in the habit of showing up