Master Odell’s Secret Ex-wife

The netizens who used to help Isabel scold her also began to comfort her. [Isabella, we misunderstood you. Your IQ really can’t compete with hers.]

[...]

In short, everywhere Isabel looked, words scolding and mocking her.

Among her friends, only Triss spoke up for her. [Isabel isn’t like that. I believe in her.]

Then, a large number of people mocked and scolded Triss.

Some of Isabel’s fans who continued to defend her were also drowned out by the netizens’ ridicule.

Isabel felt dizzy after she finished seeing all this.

She imagined being scolded before, but not by the entire Internet. Furthermore, they called her an escort, a fake lady, and even a high-class hooker...

Her anger stuck in her throat. Just as she wanted to make a post to clarify and vent, Marcus, who was sitting in the passenger seat, took a phone call. After the call ended, he anxiously looked at Roland and said, novelebook.com “Young Master Rockwell, Rockwell Corporation’s stocks have fallen. The vice president wants to convene an emergency shareholders meeting.”

Isabel’s eyelid twitched.

he said in an unhappy

at Isabel and turned back around, pursing

held her hand again and asked gently, “Have

“Mm.”

He tried to

the phone and

“Isabel?”

said, “Don’t worry. I just want to

look too bad and let go

a post. [I’ve remembered all the people who

of those who deliberately slandered her as an escort, a lady trained by ‘special’ institutes, and so on made by the marketing

made the post, a wave of netizens poured into

ask your boyfriend to deal with

[Haha! Everyone, run away!]

were slandered, but do

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