Master Odell’s Secret Ex-wife

Isabella’s manager dragged a long, extended sigh. Then, she proceeded to advise somberly, “No use praying for a miracle now. Just use this chance to take a long break.”

Puzzled by this, Isabella asked, “What do you mean? Don't I have a commercial shoot lined up tomorrow?”

“It’s been canceled. Not just tomorrow’s commercial shoot, but every single endorsement, variety show contract, and all of the pending scripts are gone. There’s nothing left.”

Isabella's face turned pale. “Was it Isabel?”

"Probably not. All of the showrunners and business managers approached me on their own initiatives. They probably know that there’s bad blood between you and Isabel, so they made the business decision of keeping their distance from you to avoid upsetting the Carters.”

Isabella's eyes turned red with tears. She looked for something to say, but the only thing on her mind was the picture of the lawyer's letter written on behalf of Isabel and posted on Carter Corporation’s official page.

She slumped over backward and landed on her couch. Her arms immediately went limp, and her phone clattered against the floor with a loud smack.

Her vision was turning into a blur. She immediately began to recall all of her confrontations with Isabel all these years.

nothing but dumb luck going for her. This was why every time she found herself in the center of a controversy thanks to her unruly attitude and her telling people off, people would crown her bold personality instead of turning against her.

reach for it. Her family was so powerful that nobody in the collective entertainment circle or the business world dared to even mutter something foul about

explained her fearless

short work of Isabella at the first show of aggression from more than a

who was nasty and haughty, it did appear that the young

knew that the situation was completely beyond salvage now. She had done more than sour her relationship with Isabel.

she knew there was nothing she

…

reputable private hospital in Southboro, after Master Rockwell left the hotel, he

hours passed before the

were cloudy while he stared blankly

the only figure inside the spacious ward. He was standing by the window, smoking

called his name, his voice coming out in a

and he did not look that much better than the elderly Master Rockwell