Master Odell’s Secret Ex-wife

Isabella was glaring at her viciously.

It was quite clear that she could not fathom nor accept how Isabel managed to play it off with such confidence and coolness.

Upon noticing Isabel's gaze on her, she immediately turned away from her sight.

Isabel jerked her lips into a sharp grimace.

“Isabel, Amanda is calling, do you want to answer the call right now?” Carla asked while handing a phone to her.

Isabel continued staring at Isabella who was filing toward the stage and told Carla, “Not yet.”

Carla carefully put away the phone while staring perplexedly at Isabel. Triss and Ramona were casting the same strange looks at her as well.

Some of the other models who were waiting for their turn to go onstage as well as the ones who have already come off the stage were visibly confused to see Isabel still there as well. They were wondering why she was not changing out of her torn dress yet.

Isabel continued holding the hem of her dress in hand and stared intently at Isabella who was about to step on stage soon.

Isabella was staring straight ahead and pretended to not notice Isabel even though she was practically standing right in front of Isabel.

the model in front of

a brief moment when the model was halfway through the runway, they heard the host giving the cue. “And next up, we

on her best smile and

tuxedo dress tugged snugly around her chest that tastefully revealed her cleavage. The hem of the dress was fairly long and dragged across

the stage, Isabel took a large stride forward.

Isabella, Isabel planted her feet directly on

to step on stage, even the netizens watching from home were equally horrified by

oblivious to what was happening and continued marching

another step, she heard

of her dress was forcefully jerked

appropriately. This did not change

out

as well as the netizens who were watching from home

describe their shock.

following the scream, Isabella

see Isabel who was just hastily withdrawing her foot from the