When Isabella didn't have to work, she loved to sleep in, especially after last night's activities with him. Every time they tangled in bed, she would sleep especially soundly that night. Indeed, physical activity helped with sleep, especially the kind on the bed. She slept until noon the next day, awakened only by the alarm. She had two more scenes to shoot in the afternoon, so she couldn't keep lounging in bed. Isabella sat up in bed, stretched her arms, and gave a big yawn. Then she got up and freshened up. After her shower, standing in front of the bathroom mirror, she frowned at the bruise marks on her neck. She had to wear a costume in the afternoon, and if she couldn't cover these marks, she'd be embarrassed. She applied a thick layer of foundation on her neck to hide the marks, but it took up a lot of time. She changed clothes and hurried downstairs. Surprisingly, she saw Andrew dressed in casual wear, sitting on the living room sofa reading the newspaper. "You don't h
"Henry, haven't you heard the saying: 'To avoid being known, one should not act'?" Andrew's back straightened against the sofa as he spoke calmly, "So, the person secretly aiding her all these years wasn't you?" "What if it was! I do like Scarlett, but I've never done anything I shouldn't have with her." Henry deliberately raised his voice, attempting to sound confident, but his tone was noticeably unsteady. "You know Scarlett has had a hard time these past years, yet you stood by and watched. After all, she had feelings for you." Henry protested. "Are you suggesting that I should thank her for betraying me?" Andrew sneered. "You know she was manipulated by my parents..." Henry blurted out in his haste, visibly flustered after the words left his mouth. Seemingly unperturbed, Andrew's lips twitched slightly as he continued, "Does that mean she wasn't at fault?" Though a trap set by the cunning Thomas couple, Scarlett wasn't forced into it; she succumbed to temptation herself. "W
"Henry, you must be mistaken," Isabella blurted out randomly. Her mind was in chaos, even more so her heart. At the moment, she didn't want to think about anything; she just wanted to go home. She had to find her unemployed drifter and ask him directly. If he dared to lie to her, she promised she would beat him so badly even his own mother wouldn't recognize him. Oh, she almost forgot, she couldn't beat him. In her anxious attempt to leave, Isabella was suddenly grabbed by the arm by Henry. "Henry, what do you want? Let go of me!" Isabella growled, feeling a bit out of control. "Well, today, I'm in a good mood, so I'll take you to meet your boyfriend again," Henry said, dragging her firmly towards the exit of the Western restaurant. "Huh?" Scarlett asked. "Henry, what about me?" "You can go to the banquet first; I'll find you later," Henry threw back at her. Scarlett: "..." Henry's red Ferrari sports car parked directly in front of the Turner family conglomerate's office build
Andrew's eyes contained deep restraint, suppressing all emotions in front of her to avoid losing control. "Isabella, I never claimed to be an unemployed drifter; that was your subjective assumption. In the prenuptial agreement and the custody transfer agreement I gave you, there were provisions for property distribution and financial compensation for you, but you never bothered to look. From the start, I never intended to deceive you." "Andrew, do you still have the nerve to justify yourself?" Isabella's body trembled uncontrollably with anger. "All my questions to you were clear, and your answers were ambiguous. It was your subtle influence that led me astray. Even when I asked about your background and family, you never explicitly told me who you really were. In two years, you had plenty of opportunities to be honest, but you weren't." "I admit I wasn't entirely honest. I selfishly hoped that you'd love Andrew, the person, not the baggage that came with me. But, Isabella, except
Ryan thought Andrew's worry was unnecessary. With Isabella's skills, the chances of trouble were really slim. He stood at the alley entrance, bored, smoking a cigarette. After finishing his cigarette, Isabella hadn't stopped. The two people lying on the ground had their voices weakening, breathing less and exhaling more. Ryan was afraid she might cause a fatality. He dropped the cigarette butt and hurried over, reaching out to grab Isabella. However, she already had red eyes. She swung a fist at him, and if Ryan hadn't dodged quickly, he might have had his face rearranged. "Stop hitting. It'll be messy if someone dies," Ryan said, grabbing Isabella's arm and exerting some force to pull her out of the situation. Isabella slumped by the roadside, refusing to move, hugging her knees and crying softly. Ryan had a headache. He was now certain that the girl was seriously drunk. Ryan was at a loss about what to do with her, so he called Andrew to come and pick her up. The bar wasn't
"In a while, call back. Let's talk about us first," Andrew said, looking at her with a deep, helpless gaze. "Isabella, how can I make you let go of me?" Isabella gazed deeply into his profound blue eyes, a touch of cold sarcasm curling her lips. "Andrew, isn't that something I should be asking you? How can you let go of me?" "I can't let go," Andrew replied firmly, his expression serious and solemn. "Since Asher was born, it's impossible for us to completely sever ties. Initially, I just wanted to make do with you; after all, most people get by that way. I thought I could control everything, but emotions aren't something I can control. I don't easily fall for someone, but once I decide, I won't let go." "Andrew, have you no shame? You won't let go. Are you planning to drag me to my grave?" Isabella was furious. "If I die, you can remarry. But after your death, we'll be buried together. That, I'll instruct Asher," he said matter-of-factly, utterly serious, with no hint of jest. I
Isabella vented her frustration and dashed to the corner to pick up her phone. Holding the non-functional phone, she felt both dejected and hurt, cursing Andrew several times in her heart. After finishing work in the evening, she directly withdrew a hundred thousand dollars in cash from the bank and then carried the money home. As soon as she entered, she saw Andrew sitting on the living room sofa, watching the news. She kicked off her shoes and marched over angrily, directly throwing the cash she held onto him. "Three months' worth of living expenses, spend it," she said. The money landed on Andrew's long legs, then fell to the floor, scattering all over. He picked it up and turned off the TV. The room instantly fell silent. His deep blue eyes gazed silently at her. Isabella felt a bit flustered under his gaze; her recent behavior was indeed impulsive. After a brief silence, he spoke indifferently, "Asher hasn't slept yet. Go keep him company." She moved her lips as if wanti
"In what situation could it still be? The filming has wrapped up, and the crew is celebrating next door. Our little sister-in-law is also there," Charles said in a lowered voice. "The movie hasn't premiered yet, what's there to celebrate?" Ryan remarked. "My movie is definitely going to be a big hit. What's wrong with celebrating in advance?" Charles shot him a glance and said, puzzled, "But little sister-in-law is next door, and the boss is here drinking alone." "They're having a cold war," Ryan said. "Why are they arguing again?" Charles felt a headache coming on. It's just a woman, and all this drama exhausts him just by watching. "Can it not be a problem? Our boss has a strong sense of pride. Being used as a stepping stone by a girl, how can that feel good?" Ryan sneered in response. "What's going on?" Charles asked, confused. Ryan then recounted to Charles everything he had heard outside the door. After hearing it all, Charles snorted. "I've said it before, anyone who fa
Isabella chuckled softly at his words. Then, she got out of bed, tidied her clothes, and opened the door.As soon as the door opened, Asher lunged in, diving straight into his mother's soft embrace."Mommy's precious baby is back," Isabella planted a kiss on Asher's cheek."Amelia took Asher to ride the slide, and then we're coming down!" Asher exclaimed excitedly.Isabella nodded with a smile and asked, "Asher, Do you like to play on the slide?""Yes! I like it." Asher nodded vigorously and said, "I want to eat marshmallows. Mommy, you will buy marshmallows for me, right?"Amelia thought that too many sweets were bad for Asher's teeth, so she rarely let him have candy. Asher was clever; whenever he couldn't get what he wanted from Amelia, he would turn to Isabella and act cute.Isabella smiled and nodded, "Alright, next time Mommy will take Asher to the park to buy marshmallows.""Asher loves Mommy the most!" Asher hugged Isabella's neck and giggled.Isabella carried the child downst
Isabella sat in the passenger seat of Andrew's car, holding a thick stack of documents, still finding it hard to believe.In her impression, Robert had always been deeply secretive, shrewd, and ruthless, having run Moonlit Art Inc. for many years, firmly entrenched in his position.She had constantly been troubled by how to deal with him, yet Robert handed Moonlit Art Inc. back to her and even planned her way forward.She couldn't help but wonder if everything that had just happened was an illusion."Andrew, let me pinch you," Isabella said."Why?" Andrew asked, holding the steering wheel with one hand, puzzled."I want to see if I'm dreaming," Isabella replied."Shouldn't you pinch yourself then?""Are you silly? Pinching myself hurts. Pinching you is the same," Isabella answered seriously.Andrew: "..."He'd be foolish to let her pinch him."Andrew, do you think Robert might be possessed? He just handed the company back to me so easily. Moonlit Art Inc. is worth billions," Isabella
Robert stood at the café entrance, watching as the black Benz disappeared from view. Only then did he step down the stairs and walk towards his car. Holding the electronic key in his hand, he unlocked the car just as his phone vibrated in his jacket pocket.Glancing at the caller ID, he saw Alice's name and habitually frowned.When he answered, Alice's cool voice came through, "Robert, I'm planning to sell the house. While packing today, I found some of your things. Come get them today, or I'll throw them out with the trash."Robert and Alice's marriage had been a heavy loss. Alice would never have agreed to the divorce willingly. Robert had left her all the property and cash in his name before she agreed to the divorce.After hanging up, Robert drove to their former home.The electronic lock had long since been changed by Alice, so he could only knock on the door.Alice answered, her attitude indifferent. Now divorced, they were like strangers."Your things are in the kitchen. Take a
When Isabella received Robert's call, she was at the spa with Oliver. The beautician handed Isabella her phone, and she answered the call directly.Hearing Robert's voice surprised Isabella. After hanging up, she removed her face mask and sat up.“Isabella, what’s wrong?” Oliver asked, puzzled.“Robert wants to meet. Not sure what he’s up to this time,” Isabella replied.“He’s Charlotte’s family. He can’t mean any good. Maybe you shouldn’t go,” Oliver said, worried.“Moonlit Art Inc. is still in Robert’s hands.” Isabella sighed, jumped off the bed, and slipped on her high heels. “You go home; I’ll go meet him.”Isabella quickly washed her face, dressed, and drove to the meeting place. Robert had arranged to meet at a café, and for safety, Isabella sent the café's location to Andrew.After sending the message, she tossed her phone back into her bag. Her red Maserati parked steadily outside the café.Isabella stepped out, carrying her bag and walking into the café in her high heels.Wea
"Charlotte, Emily, please have a seat," Robert said calmly.Charlotte, who had been kept waiting for several hours, was seething with anger but had no outlet for it. After all, they were there to ask for help, and when asking for help, one must have the right attitude. She led Emily to the sofa in the reception area and sat down.Robert finished his work and then sat down on the single-seater sofa opposite them, instructing the secretary to bring over some coffee."No need. We’ve had enough coffee to be full," Charlotte replied sarcastically.However, the secretary still brought a cup of coffee and placed it on the coffee table in front of Robert.Robert took a sip of the coffee and spoke in a light tone, "I was thinking of finding time to talk to you, cousin. Since you’re here, there's no need to schedule a time.""Robert, what is it?" Charlotte asked."Not long ago, Alice and I finalized our divorce," Robert said."What?" Charlotte’s eyes widened in surprise. "Something as major as
News of David being taken into police custody was suppressed by Andrew, preventing any public impact. However, high society circles are always well-informed, making it impossible to keep the matter entirely under wraps.Mr. Jacob specifically called Andrew to inquire about the situation, his tone laced with sarcasm. Andrew offered no explanation, but after hanging up, he instructed Ryan to send evidence of Thomas's money laundering and bribery to Mr. Jacob, nearly giving the latter a heart attack.Subsequently, the Clark family also received the news. They was not as easygoing.Mrs. Clark directly ordered the servants to throw out all of Emily's belongings, declaring that Stellan should divorce her.Emily ran back home in tears, immediately throwing herself into Charlotte's arms upon entering."Emily, why are you crying like this? What happened?" Charlotte asked with a sigh.Recently, with Victoria and David both imprisoned, Charlotte had aged significantly."Mom, Stellan wants to div
Meanwhile, inside the CEO's office, Isabella was sitting in the boss's chair behind the large desk, sipping freshly brewed coffee and playing games on Andrew's computer. Andrew's computer was top-notch, and there wasn't a hint of lag while gaming.Isabella was thoroughly enjoying herself, unaware of how much time had passed until the office door opened from the outside and Andrew walked in with a file in hand. Seeing Isabella in his chair softened his otherwise stern expression."You're done with the meeting," Isabella remarked upon seeing him. She closed the game and rested her arm on the desk, propping her chin up to look at him. "Andrew, your computer is great for gaming."Andrew shook his head with a smile, feeling a bit helpless. The information on his computer was valuable enough to buy half of Ithaca town, yet only Isabella dared to use it for gaming."If you like it, I'll have Nathan buy one just like it for you.""Great!" Isabella nodded with a smile, standing up and sidling
“If Andrew would divorce me because the Harris family falls from grace, it would only prove he's not worth trusting. Victoria, do you understand what love is? I love Andrew, and I believe he loves me too.”"Love?" Victoria sneered disdainfully. "Isabella, you're truly ridiculous.""It's not me who's ridiculous, it's you, Victoria. Your whole life has been like a joke." Isabella slowly stood up, her eyes narrowing as she looked down at her."In fact, I've considered many ways to end you, but upon reflection, the best method is to bring you to justice. Victoria, you must live well in prison, reflect on what you've done and the lives you've ruined. I'll make time to visit you."After saying this, Isabella arrogantly turned and walked away, her high heels clicking with each step as she left the hospital room.Behind her, Victoria suddenly erupted into hysterical screams and roars, "I don't want to go to prison! Let me go, let me go!"Hearing the commotion, two guards outside rushed in and
At night, Isabella and Andrew had just finished an intense sex. They lay naked under the covers, chatting. Just as they were kissing passionately, the phone vibrated, interrupting them.Andrew, slightly annoyed, answered the call. Whatever the other person said made him glance at Isabella subconsciously."Andrew, what happened?" Isabella asked after he hung up."Victoria was injured and admitted to the hospital," Andrew replied."Is it easy to get injured in custody?" Isabella asked, puzzled."She was courting death; no one could stop her," Andrew said coldly. "Victoria requested to see Charlotte multiple times but was denied. She must have resorted to self-harm as a last-ditch effort. Once admitted to the hospital, she can see family according to regulations.""Victoria is still hoping David will get her out," Isabella said with a cold laugh. "She wants to see family, right? I'm also her family. Tomorrow, I'll go see her at the hospital."The next day, Isabella got up unusually early