Chapter 173: Isabella’s Disbelief

Chapter 173: Isabella’s Disbelief

(God’s POV)

Isabella Blackwood’s face flushed red with indignation as she faced Elena’s calm response. Her voice rose

sharply, cutting through the evening air.

“Who admitted anything? I’m just standing up for my cousin!”

She gestured dramatically at Elena’s elegant dress. “You’re disgusted with Marcus’s poor health now,

dressing up like a flower to find your next mate.”

Her tone grew more venomous. “Elena, you’re really opportunistic enough!”

Elena took another sip of her moonlight wine, her expression remaining perfectly composed. The liquid

tasted bitter on her tongue, but her voice stayed steady.

“When I hadn’t mentioned severing our mate bond before, you desperately wanted me to divorce Marcus.”

She paused, letting her words sink in. “But now that I’m proposing to sever the bond, I’m called

opportunistic?”

Elena’s green eyes fixed on Isabella with cold determination. “Say whatever you want to say tonight, Isabella.”

Her voice dropped to a warning whisper. “There won’t be another chance after this evening.”

Isabella’s gaze swept across the crowd until she spotted Sandy Parker cowering behind a group of guests. A malicious smile spread across her face as she found a new target.

Despite Sandy supposedly being the Whitmore family’s daughter, she was hiding pathetically in the shadows. Isabella pushed past Elena roughly, her pink gown rustling with each determined step.

“How can someone like this woman be allowed to freeload at what’s supposedly her own welcoming

across the

directly at Sandy, who shrank further into the crowd. “Look at her! Cowering like a

pup!”

among themselves, their voices creating a buzz of confusion

woman is the Whitmore family’s

looks nothing like

breeding?

had been simple – wait quietly until

position in

grabbed Sandy’s arm, pulling her

glanced desperately at Elena, hoping for help or guidance. But Elena’s

offering no assistance.

stammered weakly,

direction. Her rage intensified at this obvious

supposed Whitmore family daughter defer to anyone?” Isabella demanded,

arm.

moment, Adrian Whitmore entered the courtyard with Hugo Ashworth at his side. Samuel Whitmore followed

man she had previously seen with Elena,

deepened when Adrian calmly stepped forward. His voice

murmurs with quiet authority.

my sister. You don’t need to go to such lengths to persuade

do you mean she’s not

shame, tears welling

down on her shoulders.

presence commanding

clearly. “We misidentified the person. Sandy

shockwaves through the gathering. Gasps and exclamations

like wildfire.

the back, “Then

his chest swelling with unmistakable pride. He placed a

hand on her shoulder.

daughter,” he declared with ringing

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