After dinner, some of them returned to the hotel, and some of them took a ride home. Isabel, the director, and some of the crew members returned to the hotel. The director asked, “It’s the weekend. Do you guys want to shoot over the weekend, or take two days off, and we can continue on Monday?” The remaining actors looked at each other. The male lead said, “I’m okay with anything. It’s your call, director.” The others echoed in agreement. The director then looked at Isabel. “Isabel, what about you?” Isabel said without a second thought, “I don’t want to take days off either.” Only when working, she would not think of Roland, therefore she could not stop. The director smiled. “Alright. We’ll continue shooting then.” Isabel said good night to her co-stars and the director before she returned to her room. She spent the entire day shooting, and it was tiring. She just wanted to have a bath and rest. It was then she received a call from Amanda. Amanda sounded worri
Isabel’s light tone was proof that she was not affected by the comments online. Caprice felt relieved. She no longer insisted on visiting anymore and simply said, “Okay.” Sylvia told her to rest properly other than working hard. After the brief family chat, Isabel put her phone down and went to sleep. The night was quiet. When she closed her eyes, her head uncontrollably thought of Roland. It annoyed her. She tossed and turned on the bed and still could not fall asleep. She got up, switched on the lamp next to her bed, and went on her phone to check the comments online. Someone took a video of her that night when she broke up with Roland. She went drinking at the restaurant, got drunk, and was dragged away by Amanda and Carla. As soon as she tapped on the video, she could already hear herself crying. Even through the screen, she felt embarrassed. The netizens gloated at her. “Did the girl break up with her boyfriend? It’s so funny how she cries.” “I’m sorry. I c
Decker’s deep eyes contained different feelings. He stood outside the door for a while before he returned to the study room. His assistant followed him to the study room as well. Decker sat down on the chair and went online to see the video of Isabel crying. When he broke up with her a few years back, she did not even cry this terribly. He frowned. His gaze turned frosty. His assistant noticed the change in his expression and asked, “Mr. Rockwell, should I stop Ms. Houston?” Decker returned to his usual elegance and said, “Just let her be.” Now that Isabel had broken up with Roland and entered a slump in her career, she must be feeling terrible. If Decker could appear by her side in a timely manner, she might return to his side once more. …A busy weekend later, Isabel finished shooting all her scenes. After the last dinner with the crew and director, she returned to Westchester with Carla. It was late at night. The car was driving on an empty freeway. The car
With Sylvia’s company, Isabel had a good night’s sleep. Since Isabel had a commercial shoot later in the day, she only had breakfast with her mother before she parted ways with her and left with Carla and the bodyguards to the next destination. As soon as the car hit the road, Carla moved closer to Isabel with a mischievous grin. “Isabel, your mother looks so young and so beautiful! I bet you got your looks from her.” Isabel smiled. If her mother was not beautiful enough, she would not be that beautiful either. Carla continued, “But I somehow find your mother familiar, it’s like I’ve seen her before.” Isabel’s eyes fluttered. Other than being Isabel’s assistant, Carla had many hobbies, and enjoying paintings was one of them. She had seen many famous painters and read many art magazines. Since Sylvia was a famous painter, she was a regular in art magazines, so Carla must have seen her on the cover or whatnot. A quick thought later, Isabel said, “Maybe I look like my mo
Noticing Isabel’s silence, Amanda asked, “Isabel, are you okay?” Isabel exhaled and said, “Amanda, I’m fine. You don’t need to worry about me.” She was not a weak and fragile girl anymore. “I’m glad you’re holding up,” Amanda said with relief. She added, “Isabel, the brands and clients that we worked with before are still with us, and the movies and dramas that we’ve gotten are still progressing as planned. That person just messed up our recent plans, so why don’t you take some time off? I’ll think of a way.” Isabel pondered and said, “Alright. Amanda, take it easy. If we lose the recent ones, just let it be.” She suddenly wanted to have a good rest. She wanted to go back home, eat the food that Aunt Tonya cooked, watch her mother paint, and play with Liam and Caprice’s baby. Amanda noticed Isabel’s sudden tonal shift. She sighed and said, “Alright. I’ll do whatever I can. You take care.” “Alright.” The call ended. Isabel leaned back and said to Johnny, “Turn around
Decker stared at her. “Isabel, I’m just here to see you, nothing else.” Isabel was not in the mood to talk to him, so she ignored him. Decker noticed the frosty reaction. He sighed and said, “I know you just broke up with Roland and seem to have lost all your commercial work.” With both love life and career in a slump, she should be devastated. Just when she thought Isabel would look devastated or break down in tears, Isabel stared at the elevator door coldly and did not respond to his words. She did not look sad or devastated at all, which surprised Decker. He refused to believe Isabel did not feel anything. With Roland gone and her commercials lost, no one was there for her. The confidence of a woman with no background would surely be dented no matter how strong she was. How could she feel nothing? His eyes fluttered. He sighed and added, “Isabel, I know you’re feeling terrible. There are the two of us here. I won’t laugh at you and you don’t need to hide your emoti
Decker pulled Isabel closer to him with a grim, scheming smile. "Isabel, Roland has gone and dumped you. He’s not going to help you anymore. Besides, even if he wants to help you, there’s nothing he can do for you. I’m the only one who can help you now. If you want to save your acting career, you should be wise enough to know to not get only my nerves,” he said with gnashing teeth. His gaze was dark and ominous. If Isabel did not give in to him, he was going to do everything in his power to ruin her without repair. Isabel grimaced tightly and promptly proceeded to spit right in his face. “Ptoo!” Her spit splattered directly on his face. Decker winced instinctively when he felt the projectile slap across his face, and his expression darkened like never before. Before he could open his eyes again, Isabel kicked against his knee with the shin of her knees. Argh! Decker yelped in pain and let go of her. Isabel took the opportunity to shove him away from her, then
Sylvia led Odell by his hand as she happily strolled into the living room. Caprice followed them closely. Liam was there as well, holding a child no more than four months old. It was his and Caprice’s son. Flint followed behind him with a feeding bottle in hand. Isabel was not expecting everyone to be at home. She found herself overcome with a warm and wholesome feeling and smiled brightly at the sight of them. Sylvia went up to her and gently took her hand into hers. “Don’t you have work today? Why did you suddenly come home without notice?” Isabel followed them to the couch in the living room. She told them, "I pushed back my schedule for a few days. I decided I need some rest.” Sylvia remarked with a supportive smile, “I see, it’s a wonderful coincidence that your brother and Caprice are going to stay at home for the next few days as well. Flinty has several days off too. It’s a good chance for all of you to spend some time together. Isabel smiled and seemed