Master Odell’s Secret Ex-wife

Chapter 2015

Isabel seemed embarrassed for having troubled him. “Alright, thanks for the help.”

He remarked casually, “No big deal. See you.”

There was no reason to keep him around, especially at such a late hour. With that, she bade him farewell, “See you.”

She walked him to the door and only closed the door after making sure he had entered the elevator. She stretched lazily like a cat before heading into her room.

She was going to take a shower, then settle in for the night.

Meanwhile, Roland returned to his place shortly after.

As soon as he stepped into the house, his mother, Martha, came over and asked him worriedly, “Roland, how is Isabel doing? Is she doing fine?”

She saw the online debacle of everything that had gone down with Isabel during the day. Although it seemed like things had died down, she was still concerned about Isabel’s mental state.

Roland recalled how Isabel looked with her cheeks stuffed with food and remarked, “She’s in a good mood."

"Really?"

now-empty Tupperware and cleaned

was relieved. “Heh... she seems to be in

filled with work and passed

around in the blink of

would show up. Naturally, Isabel was also invited. She was obliged to attend since it was an

certain high-end luxury boutique that she modeled for had sent her a wonderful tailored dress they had launched for the current fashion season. Though minimal in design,

a makeup artist in her

look that would complement the design of the dress. With everything ready, she headed toward the gala

fans had already found out about her attending the gala and waited

as she got out of the car,

“Isabel, we love you!!”

behind the barrier, away

a picture with you?” one of the die-hard fans leading the charge asked nervously.

in the vicinity as well, but it did

“Sure, all of you stay right here. I will have Carla take pictures for us. She will send the pictures

Thank you

you all hanging around here anymore. Go home and get back to the

a hardness to her voice when she