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.

to endure silently through countless trials, enduring disdain from Nathan, Winona, and Yvonne. Growing up in a home that no longer felt like hers was a constant struggle, yet she clung to

engagement party that was about to be held, Isabella was overjoyed. They had planned to get

and Irina must be the best course. After

had been her constant companion, treating her with

was just eight years old, followed by Irina

Isabella turned twelve, Zachary

his hand, reluctant to let him go, fearful of losing the sole connection she

I will come back and marry

their relationship meticulously, treasuring their brief annual reunions, and worked tirelessly to mold herself into the person he admired, adapting to

insults from Megan and Yvonne, she clung to

Isabella’s primary motivation and ultimate goal throughout those years. Every future scenario she envisioned concluded with her union with

would breathe new life into her

was locked in a dark room, whenever she suffered from hunger, whenever she faced difficulties,

The envisioned future dissolved, leaving behind a shattered world. Isabella felt as though her heart had been

“Granddad, Mom, from now on, I’ll live for myself. I’ll do my best to not let you down.” Despite the pain,

the cemetery, the sun had already

waited silently by the gate, catching Isabella off guard. Stepping out of the vehicle, Clayton opened the passenger seat door

in the car and glanced at Isabella. Her eyes and nose were red, and she looked exhausted. “Let’s find a place for

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