From Hatred to Passionate Love Amelia Hart

Chapter 383 No Sign of Madison

Resentment gnawed at Isabella, each stolen memory fueling her bitterness. Penelope had once swiped her crown, dazzled at the jewelry show, and was tight with Brandon.

"Hey, what are you doing? Move along," the security guard grumbled, "Don't loiter here. Get out!"

Isabella looked up and saw the guard waving a stick, shooing away a woman by the trash can.

The woman was clutching some spoiled buns, stuffing them in her mouth, and digging for more food in the trash.

"If you don't leave, I'll get physical. You sure know how to pick a spot; this is a wealthy area, and the trash here is better than what most families eat!"

Isabella walked over. "What's going on?"

"Ms. Mitchell," the guard smiled when he saw her. "Sorry for the hassle, but I've got a crazy woman to deal with. I need to get her out of here."

Isabella glanced over. "See if there's anything left in the kitchen and give it to her. She's in a bad spot."

"Ms. Mitchell, you're so kind."

The woman smelled awful, and Isabella covered her nose, turning to leave.

But then the woman suddenly grabbed her hand.

"Ah!" Isabella was startled.

The guard swiftly intervened, striking the woman forcefully on the back with his baton. The woman screamed and fell.

"Are you nuts? How dare you act up here! Ms. Mitchell, please go inside. I'll handle this!"

The woman struggled to lift her head, revealing a dirty face. "It's me, Isabella. Don't you recognize me?"

Isabella paused.

That voice sounded familiar!

"I'm Madison. We used to have afternoon tea, go shopping, watch movies. Remember?"

"Madison?"

dirt off her face, making it worse. "You remember now,

the guard,

cried out. "It's really me, Isabella. For old times' sake, please help

like you," Isabella said, "And Madison's

guard said, "Ms. Mitchell, she's just a lunatic, always talking nonsense, even gossiping about the late Mrs. Davis. Ignore

crazy woman who keeps saying Penelope isn't dead, is that

"Yes!"

a few seconds, then suddenly said, "Bring her inside!"

decided quickly. "Get

laughed. "Isabella, you're so kind. Even if I have to be your servant forever, it's

her hand, signaling the

kept washing her hands

happened, pretend it didn't. If anyone asks, don't mention it. You didn't see any crazy woman, and you didn't bring

"Yes, Ms. Mitchell."

the adventure continues. Join us for the complete experience all for free. The next chapter is eagerly waiting for you! Isabella realized this woman claiming to be

was Madison, she could be useful. If she was just a random lunatic, she could be easily

the entrance was quiet again, and the cleaner tidied

by with

passenger seat pressed his earpiece. "No sign of Madison. Are you

surveillance caught

didn't find

can or bushes. Mr. Davis wants her caught and her plastic surgery fixed! If we don't get it done, we're in

"Got it."

around and around, still

the bodyguard reported

listened, and frowned. "You let her escape

bodyguards were ordered to take Madison

for facial implants, but she bit a nurse, grabbed

crazy, her whereabouts unknown, and spreading rumors that Penelope had come

we will keep

by sunset tomorrow, come and accept

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couldn't let Madison, with a face resembling Penelope's, wander around LA. Who knew