A Love story turned battle of Men for one Lady. Isabella finds herself caught in a dangerous game of manipulation and ambition when she is tricked into a compromising situation by Mr. White, a powerful figure in society. Isabella manages to outsmart Mr. White and escapes his clutches, only to be left in a vulnerable state due to a spiked drink. She seeks refuge in a stranger's room, leading her to encounter Vincent, a handsome and enigmatic man who becomes entangled in her troubles. Vincent discovers Isabella's predicament and reluctantly helps her, leading to unexpected intimacy between them. Isabella's world is turned upside down as she grapples with the aftermath of her harrowing experience. Isabella faces backlash from her family and the public as scandalous rumors spread about her involvement with Mr. White. Despite the turmoil, Isabella receives a promising opportunity in the form of a new role that could potentially elevate her career but this opportunity came from the ones who are after Vincent's downfall. Isabella Signs a contract and is deceived to get her husband's signature which leads to his sudden downfall and he ended his feelings for Isabella to revenge his loss. Vincent entangled between his wealth and his feelings begins to change drastically. Isabella is been protected but she doesn't know who keeps saving her from harm while she builds a bond with Timothy again which led to great chaos amongst the rich. Vincent's psychopath Ex made a return. Feigned friendship and destroys the relationship between Vincent and Isabella. Even after they both lose their pregnancy for Vincent. Melissa, Vincent's ex remained obsessive and harmed those around Vincent. Isabella confronts her family's betrayal and manipulative tactics, especially from her mother and sister, who have their own ulterior motives. Timothy's presence adds another layer of complexity to her struggles as she navigates the treacherous waters of high society and the entertainment industry. After Isabella is rescued from Melissa's grip. She made a move that changed her fate.
"Miss, are you feeling unwell? Let me help you to rest. I happen to have a room available," the plump middle-aged man said.
Isabella looked at the man in front of her, instinctively wanting to avoid him. She forced herself to stand up from the sofa, feeling dizzy.
Seeing the man approaching her, reaching out to grab her arm, Isabella panicked and forced a smile, "Mr. White, isn't that your wife over there? Don't you want to go say hello?"
Mr. White appeared flustered and immediately turned to look.
In their social circle, everyone knew that although Mr. White was domineering outside, his wife at home was a formidable figure.
Previously, Isabella's mother and sister had wanted to please Mr. White's wife and join the ranks of the elite.
Isabella also had her own calculations. When Mr. White turned his head, she knew she had won her gamble.
Isabella turned and ran. After a while, her speed slowed down, and she began to feel increasingly hot, her steps becoming unsteady.
Meanwhile, after realizing he had been deceived, Mr. White was furious and chased after her, cursing "despicable woman" incessantly.
Isabella's head was spinning, the path ahead becoming blurry. She seemed to see a door in front of her and ran towards it without hesitation, closing the door behind her.
Unexpectedly, outside the door was not outdoors but a guest room.
Immediately, her head bumped into a hard chest, and Isabella instinctively leaned against the person, feeling suddenly cool and comfortable.
She subconsciously looked up and saw a handsome face with a high nose bridge.
The outlines in front of her gradually blurred, and Isabella shook her head, feeling increasingly hot. She instinctively used her small hand to touch the man's chest randomly, murmuring for help.
The woman's voice was soft and breathless. Vincent grabbed her small hand, feeling annoyed. He hadn't expected those business partners to resort to any means to seal a deal.
He looked down at the woman, who was beautifully delicate yet not vulgar, with some abnormal redness on her face, obviously drugged.
Vincent subconsciously wanted to let go of Isabella and call someone to take her away.
But as soon as he released the woman's hand, she began to touch him uncontrollably, even unbuttoning his shirt, mumbling, "So hot..."
Vincent's face stiffened, his voice hoarse, "Young lady, I am also a normal man. You said so yourself, don't blame me."
Vincent lifted Isabella horizontally and gently placed her on the bed, then began to untie his own tie, his Adam's apple rolling with desire, every move showing his impatience.
In no time, their bodies were exposed to the air. The cold air and the heat from their bodies made Isabella feel a dual sensation.
Gradually, the room filled with faint moans, greatly pleasing Vincent. He stimulated Isabella back and forth, accelerating his movements.
Isabella's breath became more and more rapid, her moans louder, her body suddenly contracting.
After being satisfied, Isabella lay weakly on the bed, her snow-white chest heaving violently.
The dim light flickered in Isabella's eyes.
The temperature kept rising, the ambiguous scent becoming stronger...
Sitting in the taxi, Isabella was still shocked. She was still in pain.
Given her condition, she definitely couldn't take the bus. She gritted her teeth and hailed a taxi.
The car stopped at the entrance of an old apartment building. Isabella lived on the third floor of this building, which had no elevator. She could only climb up step by step, stopping every few steps.
As soon as she opened the door, she was almost exhausted. Isabella couldn't help cursing the man from last night in her heart.
As soon as she entered, her agent Audrey called. Isabella took out her phone and answered, hearing Audrey's excited voice from the receiver.
"Isabella, where are you now? A director contacted us about a script, saying you're perfect for this role. I've carefully read the script, and it's not bad. It's for a supporting female role. If it's possible, I'll arrange it for you?"
Without hearing Isabella's response, Audrey raised her voice, "Isabella, are you listening to me? This production is really good. Although it's a supporting role, the character is well-rounded. If you perform well, you'll definitely get promoted. I'll send you the script later, so prepare well!"
It took Isabella a few seconds to come back to her senses. She replied to Audrey, "Audrey, you handle it. I trust you."
As soon as the call was hung up, another call came in.
The caller ID showed "Mom". Isabella sneered and threw the phone aside, but the person on the other end apparently didn't want to let her go, and the phone rang several times in a row.
Isabella picked up her phone again, and a barrage of curses followed.
"You shameless thing, Mr. White's wife even called the house. Come back immediately and see what you've done!" Without waiting for Isabella to respond, she hung up.
Isabella quickly changed her clothes, covering the marks on her neck, and hurried to the Casey family.
As soon as she entered, her sister Angela saw Isabella first. She immediately stood up, pretending to be very concerned despite the mockery in her eyes, "Isabella, you're back? Come in quickly and apologize to Mom. Mom is very angry now. Don't argue with Mom."
Mary saw Isabella coming back and immediately threw her phone at her, cursing loudly, "Look at what you've done. How dare you come back? You've disgraced the Casey family. Mr. White's wife even called our house!"
Isabella picked up her phone and looked at it. The top trending search was "Entertainment Circle Female Star Suspected of Using Sleeping Around to Advance."
The picture showed a blurry image, a man's hand reaching towards her, their postures ambiguous, making people unable to help but imagine what would happen next.
Isabella burst into laughter and looked her mother in the eye, "Why are you making such a fuss? Who told me it was just ordinary business cooperation? And who asked me to go?"
Mary looked slightly guilty but remained firm, "You said it was business cooperation. I asked you to negotiate the deal, not to seduce Mr. White. You have no self-control, yet you blame me?"
Isabella nodded, "Who is Mr. White? You surely know. You knew what kind of person he is and still sent me. Don't you have anything to say? Do you know he drugged me?"
Before Mary could speak, Angela intervened, "Isabella, how can you speak to Mom like this? Apologize to Mom quickly! Mom is doing this for your own good. Moreover, now that you've done that with Mr. White, if Timothy brother finds out, what should we do?"
Isabella couldn't hold back her smile as she looked at her sister's feigned concern.
Isabella spoke directly, "Stop pretending. The reason you're doing all this is to get me to give Timothy to you, isn't it? Well, you can have him. Why bother going through all this trouble? As you wish, I slept with someone else. I'll give you the position of Mrs. Newhouse and let you sit as the Casey family's heiress alone. Both of your esteemed families are too high for me."
Timothy, who was at the door, heard the last part and his face darkened instantly.
Who did Isabella think she was? Timothy, as the new head of the Newhouse family, had never been insulted like this. Who gave her the audacity?
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