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My Undercover Contract Wife Twenty Three
CHAPTER 23Isabella sat in front of her laptop, staring at the blank screen for what felt like an eternity. She had lost all interest in writing. Real-life problems had drained too much of her energy. She bit her lip, massaged her head now and then, or sipped on the iced coffee in her tumbler that she had intentionally placed beside her laptop, but none of it sparked any ideas for the next chapter. With a sigh, Isabella picked up her phone and scrolled through social media to break the monotony. Then, out of nowhere, a profile popped up on her Instagram explore page.It was an anonymous account showcasing nighttime views of New York. There was a bridge in the photo, and it looked like some people were celebrating a birthday party.At first, Isabella didn't think much of the picture; it was just another ordinary photo. But then, her blue eyes caught sight of a familiar figure in the background behind the people taking selfies."That's Irene!"Like a breath of fresh air, Isabella finall
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Whatever had driven her twin sister to this point, whatever danger she was facing, Isabella had to uncover the truth. She couldn't just sit back and let her sister's life fall apart.Isabella grabbed her coat and headed for the door, her resolve growing with every step. If necessary, she would go to Solstice Assurance in person. She would dig up every piece of evidence, every document, until she found what she was looking for. And if Nicholas was hiding something, she’d make sure he paid for it.As she stepped out into the cold New York air, Isabella couldn’t shake the feeling that she was being watched. She looked around, but the street was empty, the only sounds the distant hum of traffic and the rustling of leaves in the wind. She shook off the unease and kept walking, her mind focused on Irene.The office building housing Solstice Assurance looked grand and modern, towering over the surrounding shops and cafes. Isabella hesitated at the entrance, taking a moment to gather her thou
My Undercover Contract Wife Twenty Five
Isabella was getting ready for work and once again disguised herself as Irene. She wore a white blazer and a scarf with black stripes around her neck. Isabella straightened her hair to look neat and elegant, just as Irene usually did. She then grabbed Irene's bag and left her downtown apartment. However, as her hand reached the car door, another hand stopped her. Isabella turned around and found Felix standing nearby with an expressionless face.Isabella's eyebrows furrowed. "Felix?" Felix gently pulled Isabella's hand, preventing her from getting into the car, then stepped back. His brown eyes looked at Isabella seriously. "You need to come with me now."Isabella chuckled, "You look serious.""..."Isabella's previously relaxed expression changed as she faced Felix. Clearing her throat, she crossed her arms over her chest. "What's this about?""Irene. Irene Swan. Your sister." Isabella's face tensed. "And, about our marriage."Isabella then followed Felix to his car, and they sat ins
My Undercover Contract Wife Twenty Six
As the applause began to fade, Isabella could feel her heart racing, her mind in turmoil. She had just been kissed by Felix in front of all these people, yet Felix acted as if it was just another business transaction. Meanwhile, the taste of that kiss still lingered on her lips, a disconcerting reminder that this was no longer just about a contract. Her whispered curse had been a reflex, a way to vent her frustration and confusion, but it had done nothing to calm the chaos in her mind.Felix, on the other hand, seemed perfectly composed, greeting the guests with his usual charm and authority. It was as if nothing extraordinary had happened, and that realization only made Isabella’s emotions more volatile. She felt as though she was being pulled in two directions—part of her wanted to maintain the pretense, to keep everything strictly professional, but another part, a growing part, was finding it harder to ignore the confusing feelings that Felix had stirred within her.The tension in
My Undercover Contract Wife Twenty Seven
CHAPTER 27The party buzzed around them, filled with laughter, clinking glasses, and the hum of conversation. Emily and Isabella stepped out of the bathroom, their smiles tense but still present. Emily squeezed Isabella's hand one last time, her eyes silently promising to always be there, no matter what happened."Thank you," Isabella whispered, her voice almost lost in the noise."Anytime," Emily replied before letting go and disappearing into the crowd.Isabella barely had time to catch her breath before Felix appeared in front of her. His presence was like a shadow, dark and brooding. He handed Isabella a glass of champagne, his eyes searching her face.“Let’s talk,” Felix said, nodding toward the balcony.Isabella followed him, feeling the weight of everyone’s eyes on them. The cool night air touched her skin as they stepped outside, closing the door behind them. The city skyline stretched out before them, a labyrinth of lights and skyscrapers.Felix turned to her, his face calm l
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The elevator doors opened with a soft sound, and Isabella followed Felix down a quiet hallway adorned with elegant abstract art. Felix stopped in front of a door, keycard in hand, and looked back.“Are you sure about this?” Isabella asked, hesitating. The idea of living under the same roof, even if only temporarily, made her feel uneasy. She was already balancing too many secrets, too many lies.Felix nodded. “It's the only way to make this look real. For the next few weeks, every tabloid in the city will be watching us. They’ll want to see us playing the part of the perfect newlyweds.” He swiped the keycard, and the door opened with a soft click. “Just follow my lead, and we’ll get through this.”Isabella stepped inside, and her eyes widened. Felix’s apartment was immaculate, decorated in a minimalist style that exuded sophistication. Black leather sofas, glass coffee tables, and walls lined with bookshelves filled the space. Large windows offered a breathtaking view of the city skyl
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CHAPTER 29"Felix, about Irene's insurance... I still feel there's something there, something we haven't figured out yet," Isabella said softly, her eyes searching Felix for answers.Felix nodded thoughtfully. “I agree. It's too much of a coincidence that Rudolf is the beneficiary of Irene’s insurance. This feels like a loose thread, something worth pulling on. I’ll talk to Nicholas about this tomorrow. He has connections, ways of digging up things others can’t.”Isabella sighed, feeling relieved that they had a plan. “Thank you, Felix. All of this has been weighing on my mind. I just have a feeling that Irene is in danger, more than we know.”Felix gently took Isabella’s hand, offering a comforting touch. “We’ll figure it out, Isabella. It’s late. You should rest. I'll walk you to your room.”Isabella nodded, suddenly aware of their closeness. She stood up, Felix following, and they walked down the quiet hallway. When they reached Isabella’s bedroom door, she turned to say goodnight,
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CHAPTER 30The morning sun was already high in the sky when Felix knocked on Isabella’s door. She opened it, looking slightly anxious, already wearing one of Irene’s tailored suits. Felix noticed her nervousness and gave her a reassuring smile.“Ready to go?” Felix asked.Isabella nodded, but the tightness around her eyes showed her anxiety. “Do I really have to go to the office with you? What if someone realizes I’m not Irene?”Felix’s expression softened. “You’ll be fine. Just follow my lead. We’ve done this before, remember? Besides, the media needs to see us together, especially now. It’s the best way to keep up appearances.”Isabella took a deep breath, trying to calm herself. “Okay. I trust you.”They headed to the car, and Felix opened the door for them. As they drove through the busy city streets, Isabella stared out the window, her mind racing. The burden of pretending to be Irene felt heavier today, especially knowing that reporters would be waiting at the office. She claspe
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