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Chapter Eighty-three

Author: Elizabeth Marvy
last update Last Updated: 2025-09-30 23:56:37

Isabella sat before her mirror, applying makeup as she had learned online. She was only going to the grocery store, but wanted to dress up elegantly, hoping to catch Jack's eyes.

She styled her hair into a ponytail, and accessorized it with her expensive hair clips she had bought the day before, from the money Victor Mason sent her to look the part of a billionaire wife. She applied her lipstick and put on her gold wristwatch. A satisfying smile spread across her face as she admired her reflection in the mirror – she looked exceptionally beautiful. Without makeup Isabella always looked attractive, but with it, she was almost irresistible.

Just as she was finishing up, a gentle knock came on her door. “Yes, come in,” Isabella replied and Nancy, the head house servant, entered the room.

“Good morning, ma’am,” Nancy greeted politely.

“Good morning, Nancy,” Isabella replied, grabbing her handbag. “Are you ready to accompany me?” She asked, glancing over at Nancy, who appeared nervous
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