Master Odell’s Secret Ex-wife

Decker briefly shook his hands that were placed around Isabella’s neck only moments ago, and a stoic coolness returned to his eyes.

It was as if everything that happened just now had been nothing but a hallucination.

Still, Isabella was terrified. She crawled backward on all fours.

Decker stood stoically and looked at her with a stiff smile hanging by the corner of his eyes. “I’m not going to help you on this one. Deal with it yourself.”

Isabella stammered, “Oh… okay."

Decker calmly arranged the collar of his robe. "Also, if it’s anyone that can plot against Isabel, it’s me. If I catch you trying to do something to her again, I promise you that I’ll end your acting career before you can even blink your eyes.”

Isabella felt a chill run through her body, and she answered in a shaky voice, "I understand. It will never happen again.”

“Get out.”

Isabella hurriedly pulled herself up from the ground and ran outside.

The door closed with a steady thud.

A looming silence fell over the suite.

same video that he had watched countless times already, the video that ultimately proved

it Roland

…

very comfortable. Isabel slept until ten the next morning before she

and a tiny trace of sunlight slipped

did Roland go? Had he gone

sat up and stretched lazily, then she reached for

her phone before going to bed because she did not want to be disturbed

turned on her phone and was greeted by 99 notifications

still angry at her?

bad could it be? It was already as

piqued her curiosity. Instead of checking her messages, she went to

was floored by what

were they turning

her groggy state

scrolled down and soon stumbled onto the surveillance footage that decisively put an

comments, she was beginning to

Everyone now knew that it was Isabella who tampered with the dress first, which was what prompted Isabel to step on Isabella’s

was innocent the entire time!

Thump!