Ice-Cold Ceo, Crazy Love

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Isabella rushed all the way to the land bureau, causing a scene and frantically questioning why the new high–tech zone wasn’t being built by the Leith River as she had anticipated.

The people at the bureau looked at her as if she had lost her mind.

“Miss Smith, the location of the high–tech zone is decided by the higher–ups. Making a scene here won’t change anything,” one of them said diplomatically.

“I don’t care! You sold me that land, you have to take responsibility,” Isabella argued stubbornly, adding, “At the very least, you should refund me the ten million dollars. Can’t I just return the land to you?”

The bureau officer glanced at her, “Miss Smith, you can sell the land to someone else. But selling it back to the government? That’s not an option.”

Isabella’s face turned into a portrait of frustration.

These barren lands remained unsold, gathering dust in the government’s hands since no one wanted to undertake such a risky investment.

Isabella, however, wished someone would take this burden off her hands. But who would be foolish enough to purchase a wasteland requiring a hefty sum to develop?

In her past life, it was only the considerable influx of funds from the government and private investors that had brought this area to life.

“I don’t care! I demand you to buy it back at the original price!” Isabella insisted vehemently, determined to cause a scene until she got her way.

At first, the officer engaged with her calmly, but Isabella’s escalating aggressiveness was met with a brick wall of patience.

Finally, unable to tolerate her tantrum any longer, an officer dialed the police.

In no time, the police arrived.

On charges of picking quarrels and provoking troubles, they took Isabella away without any hesitation

As the cell door closed behind her, she felt like her world was crumbling.

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“Isn’t it said that the squeaky wheel gets the grease? How did I end up behind bars?” she

thought

Isabella was slapped with a seven–day detention sentence.

Despite feeling profoundly wronged, she didn’t dare make another scene, fearing that her charges might escalate.

In the holding cell, surrounded by towering, stern–faced women, a shiver raced through Isabella, her scalp tingling with fear.

She couldn’t comprehend how she had ended up in such a dire situation.

“Why did the government change their decision so suddenly? she wondered, her mind swirling with confusion.

the future high–tech park, just like he had in her previous

existed? Or did my reincarnation flutter the wings of a

was the purpose of her being reborn?

to grapple with her

for a while with no response, his face darkening to

to investigate the matter, Monica’s father found that, to his disbelief, Isabella had

had it that after having buyer’s remorse over the wasteland purchase, she had caused a ruckus at the land bureau. This

was

bits of information from Isabella’s outbursts, he

the situation.

some sort of tip–off, convincing her that the barren land she purchased was

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of fate, it was a different plot of land that

Isabella had landed herself with a white elephant that threatened to swallow a colossal amount of capital for

to unload this burden, finding a willing buyer now seemed like a

dream.

about his six million

face darkened

Isabella now locked up, he was left with no options but to wait for her release, and then somehow find a way to

the news of Isabella’s

but chuckle.

even more foolish than I initially thought. She seems to have no redeeming qualities without her foreknowledge,” he thought

had figured it out by

life, without Isabella’s involvement, he would have invested in the land by the Leith River

he would have resold the land

just the tip of

reality, it was all an orchestrated act between Ben and the local government.

investment turning into a whopping hundred million dollars profit was merely a ploy to allure other investors, convincing them of the lucrative potential of the land. This way, it would attract a flood of capital that would truly kickstart the

a hundred million was nothing more than a clever tactic to draw in

had rushed onto the stage with only half the script, leading to a catastrophic

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sorted, Ben seemed to be in high

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his gleeful demeanor, “Why are you so happy all

hold back his laughter as he recounted Isabella’s

into jail

was at a loss for

to articulate her thoughts

talents for my newly established Future Entertainment,” Ben said

gave him a sidelong

seem remorseful in the slightest.

it was true that Isabella was indeed in a