Roland smiled warmly. “Sure.”

He carried her and strode toward their bed.

In Westchester, after the call with Jerome, Isabella went to the lobby on the first floor of Westchester Hotel.

She went to the lounge area of the lobby.

There were not many people in the lounge at this hour.

She had arrived at the hotel at roughly ten that night, and it was already one in the morning by this point. She had been waiting for Clarice for three whole hours, yet there was no sign of her at all.

Her butt was already sore from sitting and waiting for so long. She began to feel like Clarice was intentionally keeping her waiting, but she knew better than to text Clarice to ask for her whereabouts. Her only choice was to wait with constant agitation.

Finally, when it was around half past one, Clarice stepped through the entrance of the hotel at last.

Isabella hurriedly approached her while putting on her best smile. She greeted Clarice in a friendly voice as if she was not bothered by the extended wait.

“Hey, Miss Houston.”

in her direction before she

with Clarice, so she stood stiffly like an attendant and

was a drink station at the edge

her shirt before asking

there been some kind of misunderstanding? When

viciously. "The video you sent

cut out some parts, but that was because those were the irrelevant parts of Isabel talking to other people. I only included the important parts of her being in

out ahead

gave her the courage to confront Clarice's sharp stare into her eyes, all

suspiciously. “Did you cut those parts out

“Of course not."

you left out

mine who works on the ‘Legend of Goddess’ film crew that that man is Isabel's

knew that Isabel has a boyfriend?"

“Yes."

about this, she

explained frantically, "Miss Houston, please don’t get the wrong idea. It’s common for some of us actors

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