Master Odell’s Secret Ex-wife

She wanted to know who managed to put together the surveillance footage. Perhaps this was the work of Amanda. Perhaps it was her parents and siblings who pulled through for her.

Her mind was so focused on this that she forgot that she was still clinging to Roland.

Roland was holding her hip with one hand to keep her from falling. He stood motionlessly like a sturdy mountain the entire time.

Isabel went through her messages.

Everyone was texting her. Amanda, Carla, Triss, and Ramona were congratulating her on finally having her name cleared of any further suspicions. They were all equally curious about the source of this miraculous footage.

This ruled out the possibility that it was the work of any of them.

Flint texted her as well. “I saw the video. Awesome work. No wonder you didn’t want us to help you. You had it all under control this entire time.”

Isabel frowned suspiciously.

By saying this, was he implying that none of her family members had anything to do with the video?

She replied with brutal honesty, “I didn’t know about the existence of that video either. Are you sure it wasn’t Dad or Liam?”

Flint replied shortly after, “No, Dad was just about to pull out all the stops and directly confront Isabella. Liam was going to pressure the media to stop spreading any negative news about you as well. Both of them barely had time to do that when that video suddenly surfaced and changed everything. Huh, I thought you were the one who found someone to pull out the surveillance footage for you.”

Isabel frowned.

nor any of her family members either, who could it have been?

possibility occurred to her.

and saw Roland in the car last night. He had taken her into his arms

What if…

expression changed. She set aside her phone and turned her attention to Roland who

face and gazed into his eyes which were filled with clarity. She stared intently into them and asked,

faintly. “Yes.”

on Isabella's skirt without a proper reason. He even managed to figure out that Isabella had to be involved with it somehow. Otherwise, he would not have gunned for

comfort her last night. He meant every last word of it when he

felt a warm, fuzzy feeling in her chest. Something

phone onto the couch and immediately

was taken aback for a brief moment. He took

they broke away from the lust-filled kiss, they were already on the couch. As he pinned Isabel to the couch, her eyes

beast ready to devour its prey. He teased her in a raspy voice, "The food is ready. Don’t

as she said in a seductive voice, “There’s

swiftly

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