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.

that no longer felt like hers was a constant struggle, yet she clung to the hope that marrying Zachary would bring her freedom. She believed that everything

was about to be held, Isabella was overjoyed. They had planned

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

Zachary had been her constant

old, followed by Irina when Isabella turned ten,

Zachary left for his studies

to let him go, fearful

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

herself entirely to Zachary. She nurtured their relationship meticulously, treasuring their brief annual reunions,

Megan and Yvonne, she clung to the belief that everything would be

primary motivation and ultimate goal throughout those years. Every future scenario she envisioned concluded

marrying him would breathe new life into her existence, heralding a fresh chapter and

suffered from hunger, whenever

shattered. The day she had dreamed of would never materialize. The envisioned future dissolved, leaving behind a shattered world. Isabella felt as

of weeping silently, Isabella raised her head, wiping away tears with trembling hands, and pledged, “Granddad, Mom, from now on, I’ll live for myself. I’ll do my

the sun had already descended below

opened the passenger seat door for her. She said in a

got back in the car and glanced at Isabella. Her eyes and nose were red,

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