Master Odell’s Secret Ex-wife

Several hours later, inside Isabel’s new, luxurious bedroom.

They had left the windows open the entire time, inviting the billowing sea breeze into the room.

Snuggling on the giant bed was Isabel who was coddled inside Roland’s arms. Both of them were resting against the headboard.

After Isabel recovered back to her senses, she crossed her arms in front of her and turned to Roland who was also staring into her eyes. She asked curtly, “So, will you tell me now?”

Roland grinned faintly and told her, "I have what you would call a side hustle.”

Isabel asked curiously, "What kind of side hustle?”

He remarked casually, "It's nothing crazy. I just show up as an advisor for companies who are dealing with financial crises and help them sort things out.”

The way he put it, it sounded like something wholly unimpressive and mundane. However, the sheer fact of the diamond necklace worth hundreds of millions, and the enormous mansion they were currently residing in suggested differently.

Isabel eyed him suspiciously. "That diamond necklace you gave me and this mansion are payment for the work you’ve done for these companies?”

was silent for a moment before stating

work was certainly not just any trivial work and went beyond common advising. The sort of trouble he had to untangle his clients out of

her eyes into a

faintly. “Nothing else.”

her head against his chest again and looked around at the luxurious manor. After a brief reflection, she

not so confident about his chances of taking Rockwell Corporation back all by himself. Now that she had seen proof of what he was capable

“Thank you.”

me for?

look at her. "Thank you for forgiving me, and for coming back to my side after

what he said. "I haven’t said anything about

still remembered what it felt like when he had abandoned her and returned

to keep him company.

There was not so much as

turned to

in his eyes. His expression was relatively calm, but she