“That incident was actually targeted at me,” Isabella said with a hint of sarcasm, continuing, “Charlotte and her daughters are quite cunning. First, they poisoned the soup I drank, then they planted this piece as evidence. Leveraging the opportunity of all artists under the company getting blood tests, they discovered drug traces in my system and used the scandal to kick me out of the entertainment industry.” “This is a pretty cunning conspiracy, hard to guard against. If a scandal breaks out, not only would it be tough to stay in the entertainment industry, but even marriage prospects might be affected. Fortunately, you weren’t caught,” Olivia sighed. Listening to this, Isabella gave a bitter smile. “I wasn’t that smart back then; it was mostly luck. Before the company-wide blood test, I was hospitalized and found drugs in my blood. Andrew even lied to me, saying the drug levels in my blood were low and wouldn’t show up in the tests. He really took me for a fool. He must have used

With just over an hour until the plane landed, Olivia finally couldn't hold back and pulled off the mask from Isabella's face. "So, the rival shows up and you're not feeling well?" Olivia huffed. Isabella furrowed her brows, saying nothing, her face not looking too good. "Do you really have to be like this? Which man doesn't have a past? Even if he did have a relationship with Elysia, as long as it's over, you shouldn't hold onto it. Clinging to the past like that only brings you trouble," Olivia advised. Isabella still looked upset, her face never relaxing. "How could I not understand that?" She sighed, "But sometimes, the more invested you are in a relationship, the more you want loyalty from the other person." Isabella cupped her face with her hand, her eyes misty, making her appear somewhat pitiable. "Olivia, I'm actually scared. I feel like I'm deeply involved. If Andrew's feelings for me aren't as deep, I don't know if I can escape this relationship. If not, it might be ir

At night, Isabella arranged to meet Olivia at a bar for drinks. They drank until they were completely drunk, stumbling arm in arm as they left the bar, each complaining about their woes, paying no attention to what lay ahead. Then, without noticing, Isabella bumped into a man. She staggered back a few steps, holding her forehead, feeling like she was seeing stars. She squinted to see the man clearly. With some surprise, she said, "Henry, it's you!" Henry looked at her coldly, a smirk forming at the corner of his lips after a brief moment of shock. "Anywhere I go, I bump into you, Isabella. We really are fated," he said mockingly. She leaned against the wall, giving him a cold stare, thinking to herself: What kind of fate is this? "Olivia, let's go," Isabella pulled Olivia, attempting to leave. But just as she took a step, Henry grabbed her wrist. He held her delicate wrist tightly, pushing her back against the wall, causing her spine to hit the hard surface, making her wince i

Andrew took her hand and pinned her down again. "Isabella, let's have sex more once." "No, Andrew," she dodged his kisses, resisting his advances in bed. "Speak softer; I like to hear it. But we might wake up Amelia and Asher next door," he held her down and passionately kissed her. After a passionate encounter, Isabella didn't get out of bed the next day. Andrew had a morning meeting and left for the office early. Before leaving, he reminded Amelia not to disturb Isabella's rest. Amelia didn't dare disturb Isabella, but Asher didn't listen. As soon as he got up, he crawled into his parents' room and climbed onto the bed, calling out in a childish voice, "Mommy, wake up! Mommy, wake up!" "Sweetie, Mommy is too tired. Let Mommy sleep a bit longer," Isabella hugged her son, too sleepy to even lift her eyelids. "Mommy, play on the slide with Asher. Mommy, wake up," Asher pulled and tugged at her, finally dragging her out of bed. She, still in her pajamas with her hair disheveled,

Isabella received a call from David. After patiently listening to his ramblings, she found it laughable. Victoria, being so clever, must have figured out that Isabella was behind the whole thing, yet she had David ask her to get Andrew to intervene. Isabella couldn't figure out what Victoria was thinking. She casually responded to David and it was clear that David wasn't genuinely concerned about Victoria's well-being. To him, his daughter was just a pawn; once discarded, she had no value. David was clearly more concerned about getting close to Mr. Andrew. "Isabella, just do your best for your sister. And please slelect a time to bring Mr. Andrew home for dinner. You're dating and hiding it, but your father isn't narrow-minded. I want to know more about him so I can feel comfortable entrusting you to him." David said. Isabella almost got goosebumps from David's words. After mumbling some responses, she quickly hung up the phone. In David's eyes, there was only self-interest, not