"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
However, Isabella's forceful punch was effortlessly deflected by Brandon. It wasn't until they engaged physically that Isabella realized Brandon was skilled in combat, and she was no match for him. However, she was definitely not a woman who would just wait for her fate. Leveraging her feminine advantage, she scratched and bit Brandon. For a moment, Brandon couldn't take advantage of her. Isabella had scratched up Brandon's face. He touched the blood on his face, smirked coldly, 'You're quite a fiery one. Not bad, I like them spicy; it's more interesting in bed.' After speaking, Brandon lunged towards Isabella. Men and women inherently have differences in physical strength. Isabella gradually grew weak, and Brandon managed to overpower her onto the couch. Despite her efforts, he tore her blouse. She started feeling panic and fear. If this beast defiled her, she was certain she'd rather die. She struggled while screaming. She didn't believe the soundproofing in the room was per
Waking up the next day, Isabella felt sore all over, as if she might fall apart. The sunlight outside the half-opened curtains poured in, causing her eyes to squint. She instinctively reached out to block it and turned, coming into contact with a sturdy chest. She opened her eyes to find Andrew's enlarged handsome face already awake, propped up on his elbow, looking at her. "Good morning, mate," he greeted. She instantly sobered up, recalling their conversation from yesterday. He was a werewolf, and she had mated with a wolf! She immediately sat up. He also sat up, embracing her bare back. "Isabella, don't be afraid. I won't hurt you." She almost wanted to cover her face. The thought of her mating with a wolf and potentially having wolf babies as a human felt strange. "Andrew, you said you're a werewolf. Do you have a tail?" she stammered, realizing her throat was dry. "Do you want to see it?" His blue eyes fixed on her expression, attentive and affectionate. Shyly, she nodd
The area of this villa is quite spacious, built by the seaside, with an estimated total area of at least a thousand square meters. Last night, when they arrived, it was already dark, and they were both in a bad mood, so tangled up that she hadn't had a chance to take a good look at the villa. Isabella only now had the mood to appreciate this house. She stood on the solid wood staircase, her curious eyes looking around. The design of this villa was somewhat avant-garde, and she vaguely felt like she was in a medieval castle. However, the interior decoration of the villa was not heavy, and it couldn't even be called luxurious extravagance. But having grown up amidst luxury, she still had an eye for quality. Whether it was the decoration or the furniture in the villa, none of it was cheap. Even the paintings on the walls and various porcelain decorations in the living room, she had vaguely seen them in some auction catalogs. She didn't understand antiques, so she couldn't really t
"It belongs to Ryan. Originally intended as a gift for his girlfriend, but they broke up right after it arrived by sea shipment," Andrew explained. "I feel uneasy accepting such a valuable gift," Isabella hesitated. "He ordered the car, but I paid for it. You don't need to worry about it," Andrew chuckled. "Then I'll accept it," Isabella smiled like a little fox. She wasn't particularly enthusiastic about the car, but occasionally having something new wasn't bad either. As the car pulled up in front of the recording studio, Andrew's phone began to ring. He picked it up to answer, hearing his assistant Nathan on the other end. "Boss, the meeting has been delayed by half an hour. Should we reschedule? Also, there's a new acquisition project waiting for your handling when you're back..." Seeing him engrossed in work, Isabella unfastened her seatbelt intending to quietly get out of the car, but he caught her arm. He continued talking on the phone, not releasing her wrist. Five min
The two were deeply engrossed in their passionate kiss when an abrupt cellphone ring shattered the room's romance. Andrew, reluctantly releasing her, tugged at the corner of his lips, grazing over the wound, causing a slight wince. "Hand me the phone." Isabella, obediently submissive at the moment, walked to the door and retrieved the phone from the suit pocket hanging on the coat rack. Andrew answered the call, hearing Joshua's cold, deep voice on the other end. Brandon is seriously injured. After leaving the police station, he rushed back to Schenectady town and was admitted to the military hospital. The heirs of the two major families fighting over a woman, the news has spread like wildfire. Joshua, upon learning about it, was not pleased. After ending the call, Andrew looked helplessly at Isabella. "I need to go to Schenectady town. I'll be back in at least a week. You take care of yourself," he said, grabbing his coat and getting up. "Schenectady town? Now?" Isabella was
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