4.Chapter 4 Conspiracy

“What are you still standing around for? Quick, get her to the hospital. The child’s safety comes first,” Lorelai said urgently, placing her future grandchild’s well-being above all else.

Clayton covered his mouth and stifled a chuckle. “Even in this situation, you still want your daughter to marry into a family like this, Mr. Ingram? What exactly do you hope to gain from the Winslow family?”

His words caused a visible shift in everyone’s expression.

Meanwhile, Nathan’s expression was grim.

Marrying Isabella to Zachary was a strategic move for both families. However, if Clayton was willing to wed Isabella, he would become Nathan’s son-in-law, with Rayson International as Nathan’s backing.

The value of one hundred Avid Ventures Real Estate paled in comparison to Rayson International. In the face of years of friendship and mutual benefits, Nathan was torn between loyalty and opportunity. He was a businessman, and he knew what he wanted.

Clayton saw the calculative glint in Nathan’s eyes, turned to Isabella, and softly inquired, “Shall we go?”

Isabella tore her eyes away from Zachary and Scarlett, nodding gently.

She visited the graves of her granddad and mother, George and Irina Sorenson, tenderly wiping their photos clean with a tissue.

“I’m sorry, Granddad, Mom. Zachary and I are no longer together. Our marriage won’t be happening,” she murmured.

Caressing Irina’s photo on the tombstone, she couldn’t control her tears. “I’ve tried to heed your advice, Mom, enduring everything. But now, I’m at my wit’s end. I’m only 22 years old, still too young to take over the company with my current ability,” she confessed.

“I thought things would be fine once I got married, but now…” Isabella muffled her sobs with her hand, her body trembling as she knelt before the tombstone, curled into a small ball of grief.

Winona, and Yvonne. Growing up in a home that no longer felt like hers was a constant struggle, yet she clung to the hope

engagement party that was about to be held, Isabella was overjoyed. They had planned to get married after her university graduation the following year, and

union arranged by George and Irina must be the best course. After

childhood, Zachary had been her constant companion, treating her

followed by Irina when Isabella

Zachary left

him go, fearful of losing the sole connection she had left to George and

held her hand and said, “Isabella, wait for me. I will come back and marry you when I’m grown up.” Those words echoed constantly

Isabella dedicated herself entirely to Zachary. She nurtured their relationship meticulously, treasuring their brief annual reunions, and worked tirelessly to mold herself

and insults from Megan and Yvonne, she clung to the belief that everything would be fine after

ultimate goal throughout those years. Every future scenario she envisioned concluded with

new life into

and was locked in a dark room, whenever she suffered from hunger, whenever she faced difficulties, the mere thought of that

she had dreamed of would never materialize. The envisioned future dissolved, leaving behind a shattered world. Isabella felt as though her heart had been torn from

head, wiping away tears with trembling hands, and pledged, “Granddad, Mom, from now on, I’ll live for myself. I’ll do

the sun had

opened the passenger seat door for her. She said in a low voice as she

were red,

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