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.

of a controversy thanks to her unruly attitude and her telling people off, people would crown her bold personality instead of turning against her. She knew that many people in the industry harbored resentment and jealousy toward Isabel as well. Everybody could not understand why Isabel, who looked to be just the same as the

power at her access, and all she had to do was 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

her fearless attitude.

wanted to, she could have easily made short work of Isabella at the first show of aggression from more than a handful of years ago. It would

and haughty, it did appear that the young lady of the Carters

completely beyond salvage now. She had done more than sour her relationship with Isabel.

bitter as she felt, she knew there was nothing she could do about it.

…

Master Rockwell left

hours passed before the old man finally woke up.

were cloudy while he stared blankly at the

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

Master Rockwell called his name, his voice coming out

grey, and he did not look