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Chapter 256

Author: Neroxpress
last update Last Updated: 2025-02-24 22:17:55

ISABELLA

I paced around my suite, the plush carpet soft under my feet as I swirled the deep red wine in my glass, my eyes locked on the glaring numbers on my screen. My account balance had skyrocketed. The money kept rolling in, payment after payment, all from the media outlets desperate to get their hands on the pictures I’d given them of Marco.

I let out a slow, satisfied breath, shaking my head with a smirk. I knew I’d make a decent sum from this, but this? This was beyond what I expected. The journalists were practically throwing cash at me, and for what? A few strategically captured images, a little bit of well-placed dirt, and suddenly, Marco was the talk of every major news station.

I took a sip, letting the warmth of the wine settle in my chest. The best part? He didn’t even see it coming.

Marco had always walked around with that arrogant, untouchable air, acting like his empire was bulletproof. Like no one could ever take him down. But even the biggest sharks bled when cut de
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Please have someone take out Isabella
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I hope Isabella gets taken out by Damian Rossi
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