All Chapters of Marrying My Ex-Fiancé's Cousin: Chapter 471 - Chapter 480

Isolde knew Bruce was waiting for her to come home for dinner.A trace of unease flickered in his chest. He pulled out his phone, tapped her pinned contact, and dialed.It rang three times, then the call disconnected automatically, and a mechanical female voice filled the line. "The number you have dialed is not available at the moment. Please try again later."Bruce's eyes darkened, like storm clouds gathering.He dialed again, but there was still no answer.The unease sharpened, tightening around his heart like cold vines.Isolde would not ignore his calls, especially when she knew he was waiting.'Something happened.' The thought struck him with sudden clarity.Bruce turned on his heel and strode toward the garage, pressing his earpiece as he moved, his voice cold. "Locate Isolde's whereabouts immediately. Fast.""Yes, Prince."At the same time, the black sports car roared to life, surged out of the garage, and shot into the hazy night.Bruce gripped the steering wheel, t

"Does it hurt?" Bruce asked.Isolde froze for a moment. The familiar scent on him reached her, and the tension stretched tight inside her gave way by a fraction.She lifted her stiff arms and clutched the fabric of his suit at his waist, as if it were the only piece of driftwood in a violent storm."Hubby... they said... I killed someone with my car..." She looked up at him, her eyes full of confusion and fear. "But... I don't remember hitting anyone. I really didn't..."Her words came faster and faster, as she tried to pull a clear image from the chaos in her mind to prove herself. The harder she tried, the more her temples throbbed.She raised a hand to her head. Her fingertips brushed the wound beneath the gauze. Pain shot through her, and she sucked in a sharp breath. The turmoil in her mind deepened."The doctor and the police said I might have been affected by the shock of the impact. They said it could have confused my memory or caused temporary loss, that I might not reme

"What you remember… is no longer important."Isolde knew Ezra had already chosen the most euphemistic phrasing possible. She could easily imagine the internet flooded with a torrential wave of insults, the malice of keyboard warriors, the outrage of an uninformed public, and the narrative her competitors would be quick to shape.In the public eye, she was likely already a heinous, cold-blooded wealthy woman who treated human life as worthless. If Bruce's bodyguards were not shielding her, people would probably be throwing eggs and splashing paint on her, even as she lay in bed."This video is a forgery. Find the best technical team and conduct an appraisal immediately!" Isolde instructed."Ms. Vancrest, the moment I received the video, I contacted several top domestic and international experts for technical appraisal." Erza paused, his voice dry. "The feedback from all teams, after analysis using the highest-specification methods currently available, shows no traces of splicing, ta

CuteBabyAtHome: [This is terrifying! I just saw the news yesterday, and today I turned off and boxed up every smart android in my house! Who can guarantee that such a cold-blooded, heartless developer hasn't buried some horrible Easter egg in the Android's program? What if it teaches children bad things? What if it secretly collects private data? Return it! It must be returned! (Beside this user ID are "VIP8" and "Return application submitted" tags)]LeekDontCry: [Returned +1! Not just the androids. I don't dare use any smart home products from Nightfall Corp. anymore. It's rotten from top to bottom! I support the victim's family in suing to the end! @Nightfall Corporation Official, how much longer are you going to shield this murderer employee? Fire Isolde Vancrest! Otherwise, lifelong boycott!]First Line of Gossips: [Latest news! The victim's elderly mother, Peter Martinez's wife, fainted on the spot and was sent to the hospital after hearing about her daughter-in-law's death! The

"If I admit it, then she truly died in vain, and the real killer will keep getting away with it. And…" Isolde paused, her fingers tightening. "This time, if it really is a setup against me, they used a human life to frame me. If I endure it and accept it, what happens next time? What will be waiting for me? Three lives, or ten?"Tom broke into a cold sweat under her piercing stare. He lowered his head, his heart racing. His earlier suggestion now seemed short-sighted and cowardly in the face of Isolde's direct questioning.Shame filled Tom's face as realization set in. "I'm sorry. I was confused. I let the immediate trouble scare me and only thought about escaping it as quickly as possible. I forgot right from wrong, and I forgot the bottom line."You absolutely cannot admit to this. It's not just for yourself, but to give the deceased a proper answer. We can't tolerate crime. We have to bring the real culprit to light!"…Two days later, Isolde rubbed her throbbing temples. Her g