The Returning Ex

Isabelle was dressed modestly this time; a complete change from her previous flashy outfits.

The two of them chose to meet up at a cafe and ordered nothing else but coffee.

This meant that none of them were planning to stay for a long time.

John took the initiative to speak up first. “What happened? What do you want to tell me?”

Isabelle pushed her phone forward. “I don’t understand what these are, so can you investigate them for me? It’s hard for me to do it alone.”

However, John stared at Isabelle instead of her phone. “Are you sure that you trust me?”

Isabelle nodded, and she sounded genuine when she said, “Look at me. I have no one else around me and you’re the only one that I trust at this point.”

Isabelle looked lonely as she leaned back onto the chair and continued to say, “To be honest, I don’t have a lot of friends. I never had any free time since I was young to begin with, so I never had the chance to actually befriend anyone.”

was raised as a debutante and her movements were restricted, so

Mrs. Bailey, they all had their own objectives. One could say that debutantes that often joined dinner parties had their own agendas, and none

seriously reviewing herself for these past two days, and she realized that she

Ian, as well as Logan, who would do anything

Logan tearing the gown that

really pissed back then, she couldn’t help but feel envious

his father could control, but he had always

Isabelle realize that her life was way worse than how she imagined it to

Isabelle’s phone and started looking through

was overwhelmed by the sheer amount

the purchase details were encoded so that they couldn’t tell what was

to keep the details

looked up at Isabelle. “Where did you

a while before answering, “I got it