After two hours of shopping, Isabella lost track of how much money she had spent. The two tired individuals found themselves in a café. As they placed their order, Isabella caught a glimpse of a familiar face walking out behind them. It was Ryan. She quickly averted her gaze, feeling a slight barrier between them.As they searched for a seat, they passed by a table where two girls stood up. One of them cautiously looked at Isabella and asked, "Hello, are you Isabella?"Isabella, wearing a mask and a hat, was surprised that someone recognized her. It was a mixture of unexpectedness and delight. "Yes, I am," she replied.The two girls exchanged glances and seemed genuinely excited. "We are your fans. Could you please give us an autograph?"Upon hearing their request, Isabella raised an eyebrow and smiled. It was the first time she had encountered such a situation. "Sure."The two girls handed her a paper and a pen from the table. Isabella signed her name on it, realizing that they genui
Isabella managed to grab Molly's wrist just as the knife was about to touch her face. Molly struggled fiercely, but her strength was no match for Isabella. With a sharp snap, Molly felt intense pain in her wrist, and the knife dropped to the ground.Isabella released her grip on Molly's wrist and sneered, picking up the knife from the floor. "You're using such methods and pretending to be a fan to harm me?"Molly held her seemingly dislocated hand, her face filled with agony. She stared at Isabella with a mix of uncertainty and resentment. "You already knew I wasn't a real fan?""Yes, I noticed you at the mall. You followed me to the café," Isabella calmly responded.In the next moment, Isabella grabbed Molly and pulled her into one of the restroom stalls. "Tell me, who sent you?"Was it Kathy? Or Julia?The icy blade of the knife pressed against Molly's face. She looked lifeless, her lips trembling slightly. "No one sent me. I just wanted to destroy you!""Oh? I have no grudge agains
Half an hour later, the car arrived. Disregarding the receptionist, Isabella went straight to Amelia's office.Upon seeing Nina following behind Isabella, Amelia's eyes flickered with guilt, but she approached calmly. "What's the matter?"Isabella sat on the couch and coldly glanced at Amelia. "Don't you have any idea what this is about?"Amelia pursed her lips. "Speak up, Isabella. I'm busy and don't have time to waste with you here.""Amelia, you really think you can fool me?" Isabella looked at her coldly. "On the day I was kidnapped, who told Brian which car was mine? Who took my spare key from the villa and gave it to Brian?""It wasn't me! Do you have any evidence? Don't try to pin this on me!" Amelia immediately denied."Evidence, you say?" Isabella took out her phone and played a recording."Amelia, everything is done. I've put the key back, and no one noticed.""Well done. I'll transfer the money to you later. If Isabella returns to the villa, let me know immediately if anyth
Amelia's eyes filled with tears, her face full of disbelief. She tightly held Benjamin's hand and trembled as she spoke, "What are you talking about? How could I not be my parents' biological child? They died in a car accident. How could it be my fault? Don't just randomly say that because I almost caused harm to Isabella's life!"Impossible! Her parents died when she was five years old. Amelia barely had any memories of them, only hearing about their past from her grandmother."Benjamin, are you lying to me?" Amelia asked, her voice shaking.Benjamin lowered his gaze, his eyes showing no emotions. His voice was calm as he continued, narrating the events of the past. "When you were two years old, Uncle and Aunt adopted you from an orphanage."Amelia's heart tightened, she had no recollection of this."You were a happy and contented family... But when you were five, because of a small incident, you got angry and ran away from home." Benjamin's face now wore a serious expression, his vo
Isabella found a nearby café and sat down. It was already 6 o'clock, the peak hour after work, so Ethan should have taken about 40 minutes to come from the office. But after more than 20 minutes, Ethan appeared in front of her. "Huh? Why did you come so quickly?"Ethan didn't say anything but took her hand and examined it for a moment before trying to unwrap the bandage. Isabella quickly pulled her hand back and asked, "What are you doing?""Is the wound deep?""Not deep." Isabella shook her head and then looked at him with a pitiful expression. "But it hurts a lot, and I feel so pitiful.""How did it happen?" Ethan asked again, his voice sounding low and nervous.Isabella took a sip of her drink and casually replied, "One of Brian's fans was arrested and taken to the police station. It's nothing."After saying that, she looked at Ethan's frowning expression and narrowed her eyes with a smile. "What? Are you so worried about me?"Upon hearing this, Ethan paused. It was at this moment
Isabella wanted to find Ethan to clarify things, but by the time the man finished his busy work and returned to bed, she had already fallen into a deep sleep.The next day, Isabella woke up and looked around, only to find that Ethan was nowhere to be seen. After freshening up, she realized that the bandage on her hand had been changed. She squinted slightly, feeling increasingly strange emotions in her heart.Isabella still wanted to go to the set to film. She picked up her phone and saw a message in the group chat for the crew. The director had announced a three-day break. Three days of break...Isabella naturally knew that it was Ethan's doing. Indeed, the man only knew how to interfere with her career! She spent a boring morning at home, and just after finishing lunch, she received a call from Ava."We have a script discussion meeting for the new movie this afternoon. Come at two. Tomorrow afternoon, we'll shoot T.R's endorsement advertisement..." Before Ava could finish her senten
Isabella had been discouraged from singing throughout her life, so she immediately refused Ava's request. "Impossible, absolutely impossible." "Isabella, dear Isabella," Ava pleaded with a distressed face. "Please, I'm begging you." "Ava, are you out of your mind? A talent show wants me as a guest? Are you intentionally trying to make me look bad?" Isabella waved her hand, resisting. "Singers should be invited for singing, dancers for dancing. I'm an actress, not good at singing or dancing." "No one else is available for the show," Ava's expression turned sour. "Talent shows like this have lost their popularity. Three years ago, they were hot, but now even a recently debuted group is struggling with their popularity. 'Shining Youth' is the same. It just started airing, but the ratings are abysmal." Suppressing her anger, Isabella put on a smiling face and asked, "So, no one wants to take on this mess, and you want me to do it? I don't understand. Your brain must be malfunctioning,
In the driver's seat, Ethan started the car and asked, "How did you come to the company?" Isabella didn't respond to his question and instead stared at Nathan's car, curious to know, "What's the relationship between Sherry and Nathan?" Upon hearing that, Ethan remained silent for a couple of seconds before responding, "Well... probably the same as us." Isabella paused for a moment, then scoffed sarcastically, saying, "You, Ryan, and Nathan, truly great buddies! No, wait, Ryan is better than you guys. At least he gives someone the status of a girlfriend, not some hidden secret." No, actually, Ryan is toying with emotions. None of them are good people! With one hand on the steering wheel, Ethan looked at Isabella's face, his smile hiding a deeper meaning, and asked, "What? Do you want a girlfriend too?" "No, it's not like that. I don't have one. Don't think too much!" Isabella denied three times, her face sincere, her tone earnest. Ethan squinted his eyes slightly, shifted his gaz