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.”

as a debutante and her movements were restricted, so she

parties with Mrs. Bailey, they all had their own objectives. One could say that debutantes that often joined dinner parties had their own agendas, and none of them really treated each other

Isabelle had been seriously reviewing herself for these past two days, and she

had Ian, as well as Logan, who would

she suddenly recalled Logan tearing the gown that she wanted

couldn’t help but feel

his short temper that not even his father could control, but he

way worse than how she imagined it

phone

was overwhelmed by the sheer amount of information from the

abnormal and the purchase details were encoded so that

to keep the details of whatever they

Isabelle.

stared at John for a while before