Isabella Miller Mga Nobela at Kwento

From Isabella Rossi. 【A PUBLIC APOLOGY TO MS. ELENA MORRISON AND THE RESIDENTS OF THE OREGON COASTAL TOWN】 【I, Isabella Rossi, acted out of personal malice toward Ms. Elena Morrison (formerly Elara Vance). I maliciously collected and distributed her private photos and false rumors. This has caused severe damage to her reputation and life, and has disturbed the peace of your community. I deeply regret my actions and now formally apologize. I promise to take full legal responsibility...】

and then Gabriel looks at me. I clear my throat and move a step toward her, holding my hand for a handshake. "Hello Belle, I'm Isabella Montenegro. Gabriel's new executive assistant." I give her my professional smile. Hate or not, I still have to work professionally with her. That's how it works.

She always remains professional even though I know she has a massive soft sport for me. "Do you need me to run through the figures again, Sebastian." I look across to my CFO. Isabella is a stunning looking woman, high cheekbones, blonde straight hair, hazel eyes and you can tell she works out. A lot. I respect her for her mind, the way she handles my business and even though she has a high ranking role in my business, she mixes well with everyone and never shuts herself away in her office. Isabella runs our family days and organizes trips and events for our employees. The employees love her.

From her drugging to this false marriage. “Nothing happened. I was drugged!” she said. She didn’t want to give her step mother the benefit of seeing her crying. “You are lying.” William said although he looked uncertain. “I’m not. I love you William. Please believe me. This marriage can still be annulled.” Isabella said the crowd gasped. She could see that she was finally getting through with William. He looked like he wanted to believe her but also wanted proof. “Are you going to believe this wedding crasher over your wife?” Some people murmured.

She did not know this was something which was eating Meagan up all man worshipped at her feet yet here she was unwanted by a dirty criminal who thought he was better than her just because he had dirty money which made him a billionaire. " What do you want from me why am I here please let me go " Isabella begged she knew she was in trouble but she hoped she could talk to this woman's conscious. Meagan laughed a very high pitched sinister laugh. " Oh my, look at you! You are so pathetic I do not see what he saw in you ? How could he leave me to want to be with you it just blows my mind up. But Do not worry I will fix all of that soon, I will kill you just how he normally kills all his prey and

she said. Rose blinked, momentarily disarmed. Compliments? She can't remember the last time she received one. The woman tilted her head, as if realizing she’d skipped a step. “Pardon my manners. I am Isabella. Most people call me Bella. I am Dante’s younger sister.”

Came her voice from far away. “Always.” *** Isabella moved to the house down the street, where she used to live years ago, this summer. Her father took off, and she never really knew her mother. When she went away, I was so sad and angry at her even though everything was out of her control. She needed to be where her father would be. When she walked out of her house, I didn't expect to see her in the outfit she was in. Her denim shorts were so short it showcased her beautiful long legs, and there was nothing other than a crop top on her body. She paired it with ankle boots, which did wonders to the height, and I can't help but notice the light color of the denim contrasted beautifully with h

“Isabella?..“ She turned slowly and the moment she saw me , her eyes lighted up with delightfulness and screamed, “Lovia!…” We both laughed and hugged each other joyfully. Isabella was almost like a sister to me, but we got separated when she moved abroad after college . We asked each other what was going on in our lives and spent the whole day at the yoga class talking about ourselves. That's when I found out something more delicious. Isabella is now the fiance of the great Alexander McQueen, one of the leaders of the YBA billionaire circle. “ Wow, the universe never seize to amaze me..“ I thought, he brought just a perfect pawn that can lead me into that circle.

Liam shifted his gaze towards Isabella briefly before returning his attention to his mother. Liam shook his head nonchalantly when his mother asked him if he remembered Isabella. Mrs. Hamilton went on to introduce Isabella as the daughter of one of Liam's father's friends, Mr. Austin Thompson. Isabella was a talented individual with careers in App ambassador, Social media Influencer, and modeling. Recently, she had secured a significant contract in one of the highest-paying entertainment industries in the city. Mrs. Hamilton spoke with enthusiasm as she praised Isabella's achievements. Mrs. Hamilton exclaimed, holding up her hands in admiration. "Isn't she absolutely stunning?"

A little girl with long dark hair, standing in front of the Abram estate, a ribbon tied at her wrist. Isabella stared at it for so long I thought she had stopped breathing. Then she shoved it back across the table, her voice breaking. “Stop it! Stop trying to make me someone I’m not! I’m not her. I’m not Marisol Abram. I’m Isabella, and that’s all I can survive being.” Her shout echoed, shattering the fragile quiet. She pressed her hands to her temples, shaking her head as if she could erase the images, the words, the weight pressing down.