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My clothes stuck to my body, my entire frame trembling from the cold. Almost there. I encouraged myself as the house gate finally came into view. I’m Isabella Santos. Just a simple girl from the countryside who somehow caught the attention of the almighty Xavier Gustavo…the heir to Gustavo Group Limited, the wealthiest and most powerful family in California. Or should I say... unlucky? Sigh. Xavier met me at the coffee shop where I worked and confessed his love. It felt like a dream come true. I had always crushed on him, and now, I'm engaged to him.

She kept her gaze on Rian and he nodded “Yeah, she's Isabella Green, an employee back then” Rian Whiteson shrugged. He felt a rush of adrenaline run down his spine. He's shocked like he'd just seen a ghost that walked out of the morgue. “That's our dear Ivara, Alessia. When she was adopted from the orphanage, her foster parents named her Isabella. And it appears the name sticks more now than the one we gave her. She is the mother of my grandkids as well…”Everlyn was explaining but Rian didn't hear a thing anymore. The kids went over and said hi to the guests present and Alessia kissed their temples. It was an immediate bonding and a love at first sight.

** **“Daughter of Camila Antonio Speaks Out: Secrets, Death, and a Legacy War.” **“Blood, Betrayal, and Boardrooms—The Antonio Saga Unfolds.”** Ximena sat up slowly, heart pounding. “What the hell—” Her finger trembled slightly as she clicked the first link. There she was. **Isabela.** Perfect hair. Flawless makeup. Calm, poised, and infuriatingly convincing. The headline on the screen read: **“EXCLUSIVE: Isabela Antonio Speaks—‘My Mother Died for the Truth.’”**

"I heard the grown-ups say, that the two of you are Princesses is it true??" She asks in the most adorable tone I've ever heard. I looked at Eleanor who gently chuckled in amusement. I smiled at her and reply. "Yes, it's true. The two of us are Princesses. I am Princess Hestia Katana Astaril, and that is Princess Eleanor Callista Castellanos. And what about you?? What is your name??" I ask. "Isabella." She replied. God, she is so cute. Her tone is the cutest thing I've ever heard.

“They might be scared of you, Oswald, but I’m not!” “You really should be!” Isabelle shook her head and looked very sympathetic. “You just don’t understand do you, Oswald. I’m not just any old member of the Brethren. I’m the main man…if you’ll pardon the expression.” She ran her hands down her body and gave the most horrible leer that Alice had ever seen in her life. David ignored it. David took another step forward and Belinda saw Isabelle lift a foot, as if about to take a step backward. The foot was placed back down on the surface and she knew then that he/she/it had wanted to retreat but didn’t want to lose face.

Isabella asked. "Several," Chen said. "We think her real name might be Marisol Cabral, though that could be another alias." She paused, digging through a folder. "We have a photograph from a surveillance op fifteen years ago, but we've never been able to match her to a confirmed identity." Chen slid a photo across the desk. Isabella felt the blood drain from her face as she looked at the grainy, old image. It was a younger woman, sharp-featured and poised, standing outside a bank in Europe. "I recognize her," Isabella said, her voice shaking. "Detective Chen, I know exactly who this is."

Her man informed him Isabella lived with her friend and her friend's daughter then how Ara called Isabella her Mamma. "Hey, why are you calling her Mamma?" With perplexity in his eyes and utter horror in Isabella's, Alex asked Zara. Isabella didn't want Alex to find out about the truth but it's too late to stop Zara. "Because she is my Mamma, you dumbo!" She said, slapping her forehead with her tiny hand and shaking her head like she heard the dumbest question ever. Huh? "She is my mamma Isabella Watson, me her daughter Zara Watson." Zara hugged Isabella's leg pointed to herself while her face beaming broadly.

Isabella quickly walked over and blocked the main interviewer’s hand from pressing the elevator button. The interviewers, startled by Isabella's sudden approach, looked at her with surprise. An assistant, clearly annoyed, called out, “What do you think you’re doing? Security, security...” Ignoring the assistant, Isabella calmly addressed the main interviewer. “Excuse me, sir. I’m Isabella Rivera, here for the interview. I’ve been waiting all day and haven’t been called. I’d like to know what went wrong.” The stout woman saw this and was about to mock her, but Thalia stopped her. ***

Rhysand del Millero's voice snapped me out of my daydream. Isabella is my middle name which I use as my last name because I never use my real last name when I am in a work environment or social environment. When I was in college, I only used D behind Isabella. Only Jordan and Gabriella knew that. Besides, I'm more comfortable that my co-workers don't know my real last name.

“Why don’t we calm down and solve this? I just want some answers and keep a few conditions in exchange for letting your pup go.” “Felice…” Finally manage to speak. Who is this woman? “I know Alpha Isaac. You think I am Felice’s clone or something, but I am not. This is me. But Felice is not my name.” She stands up and smiles while my eyes narrow. “Please to meet you, Alpha Isaac. I am Zephyr or the one who cursed the Renaud pack.”