The security guards almost caught up to her. Isabel did not have the time to turn around. She climbed up the stairs and went straight up to the third floor, which was empty. The third floor was for meetings and all the doors were closed at the moment. Isabel panted heavily as she continued running forward. She was trying the doors and wanted to hide inside one of the meeting rooms. Unfortunately, all the doors were locked. The footsteps of the security guards came closer. Would this be the end for her? Exhausted, Isabel took a few steps forward to reach the next door. She did not hold any hope left but she tried to reach for the doorknob nevertheless. However, before she could reach it, the door opened. Isabel was shocked. A hand came out from inside, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her into the room. When the security guards arrived, the door was locked tight. Everything returned to peace. Isabel stared at the man before her behind the door. She was pressed a
Was he angry? Why? They had broken up! Her eyes fluttered. She smiled and answered, “Yeah, I’m trying to get myself killed, but it has nothing to do with you. Why are you so riled up?” Roland pursed his lips. His expression turned bitter. If Isabel was not familiar with his temper, she would be terrified by his expression. She gritted her teeth and said, “Roland, we’ve broken up a long time ago.” Roland pursed his lips tighter. If Isabel was correct, the man was biting his lip. Isabel scoffed. “If we’re no one to each other, please let me go. My life and death have nothing to do with you.” She sounded frosty when she said that. Her words were like an icy blade piercing Roland’s heart. His expression remained bitter as he closed his eyes, trying to hold back his emotions. The atmosphere went quiet for a few seconds. Isabel poked the back of his hand. “Let go of me.” As soon as her words subsided, he pulled her closer again and kissed her once more. Isabel’s e
Isabel asked, “What is that you want to do in Southboro? Why must you finish whatever you want to do, only then you can be with me openly?” A quick thought later, Isabel frowned and added, “Were we not together openly before?” As far as she knew, they were quite open with their relationship. “It’s a long story. Let’s get you out first,” Roland said. He held her hand and wanted to leave. Isabel did not move. She said coldly, “If you don’t make things clear now, I won’t leave with you.” She refused to follow him. If she followed him out and he brushed her off with some excuse again, she would not be able to do anything against him. Roland sighed helplessly. “Isabel, only with your family’s approval can we be together openly.” Isabel thought of when Flint called her mentioning Roland’s departure from the company. Flint told her that her father disagreed with them being together, so Roland left the company. However, it was not a big deal to her. Isabel said, “I can handle
Isabel’s heart clutched but she remained irritated. She grunted and said, “What are you afraid of? If you’re really afraid, why did you pretend that you didn’t see me? Why did you run away?” Roland frowned. “Isabel, I…” “What you? If you don’t explain yourself, let me go.” Roland hugged her tightly. “Isabel, I miss you. If I don’t pretend that I didn’t see you, I would…” Isabel’s eyes fluttered. She asked with a raised brow, “You would what?” Roland moved closer to her and looked at her with bloodshot eyes. “I would hug you and kiss you.” Isabel’s heart pounded, and her face blushed. The irritation and annoyance in her heart were gone. She averted his gaze and said timidly, “I’m not that stupid. Don’t expect me to forgive you after telling me all this.” Roland pursed his lips. “Isabel, you come to the Rockwells’ company on purpose right?” Isabel’s eyes fluttered. She said, “Of course it’s on purpose, I came here to see Decker.” “You come to see him because you wan
When Roland entered the office, Secretary Yamen and the security guard were shocked. Even Decker was surprised by Roland’s arrival, but he was able to squeeze a smile on his face. He asked, “Roland, at least knock before you come in.” Roland ignored him and turned his attention to Carla. He said, “Let her go.” He sounded cold and succinct. His deep voice naturally sounded dignified. Decker squinted. He scoffed and said, “Roland, are you ordering me?” Roland looked at him with the same expression. “You can choose to ignore me but Ms. Houston will be here in five minutes.” Decker looked disheartened. His gaze became gloomy. “Roland, you think that I don’t dare to touch you?” Roland ignored him and stared at him with his calm and clear eyes. Even though Decker’s gloomy gaze was terrifying and if his gaze could kill, he would always be dead. He was unfazed. The room went silent for a moment. Decker then said, “Release her.” The security guard released Carla. Carla g
Judging from the tone, Isabel knew it was Roland. The displeasure on her face faded. She quickly tapped on the screen of the phone and replied, “Who are you?” “Roland.” Isabel curled her lips before she put her phone away. …At the same time, a white car drove into the parking lot of the Rockwells’ building. Clarice came down from the car, her heels clacked as she elegantly entered the building. When the security guards and receptionists saw her, they greeted her respectfully, “Ms. Houston.” Clarice walked past them, headed to the elevator, and went up to Decker’s office. She went inside without even knocking. Inside the spacious office, Decker was alone at his desk, reading through documents. When he saw her, he looked baffled. He got on his feet and asked, “Clarice? What are you doing here?” Clarice looked around the office but found nothing unusual. She quickly smiled and said, “Decker, I missed you. That’s why I came to see you.” She walked to him. Decker
“I guess so.” Being the eldest daughter of the Houstons, if Clarice left, Decker would lose the support and resources from the Houstons. With that, Clarice said coldly, “Roland is a wicked man.” Decker said softly, “It’s okay. Just treat it as spam, forget about it. Go home and have a good rest. I’ll never let Roland get his way.” Clarice hummed a reply. She looked at him strongly and said, “Decker, I’ll always be by your side. If you run into any problems, just go to my father.” Decker smiled. “I know. Go back and rest, don’t worry about me.” Clarice hugged him again before she left. After she left the office, Decker’s expression turned cold. He returned to his desk and called the person that he arranged to watch Roland. As soon as the call got through, he asked coldly, “Had Roland done anything in the past two days?” …Meanwhile at Coastal Hotel, the street lamps on both sides of the street lit up in gold as night arrived. The sea breeze entered the opened window
He did not want to expose her but he could not hold back his laughter either. Isabel was speechless. She was so embarrassed that she could not say a word. Then, she tossed her phone to the side, her hands akimbo. She grumbled, “Yeah! I was waiting for you! Happy now?” She looked as red as a tomato, her eyes alluring. Although grumpy, she looked lively and adorable. Roland’s eyes fluttered. He hugged her into his arms and kissed her lips. The lips locked and entangled for quite a while. Isabel wanted to push him away at first but she was not strong enough. Not only was he dominating, but he was also gentle with his movements. He robbed her of her strength and stamina to fight him. As her body grew weak and her consciousness started to fade, he released her lips. Isabel’s cheeks blushed. Her eyes were covered with a layer of tears. She felt lost. Then, she looked at her surroundings and realized she was already in the room. More precisely, she was pinned to the wall
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