Chapter 250 What Good Will My Death Do?

Isabella stood by the door, listening to the conversation, her hands unconsciously

clenched. She wanted to rush in and curse, but considering the consequences, she

realized that rushing in would only embarrass herself.

Dariel and Corey were simply mocking her. Even if she exposed them on the spot, they

would only think she was angry out of embarrassment and dismiss her with a few

teasing words.

She took a deep breath, suppressed her anger, and quietly tiptoed downstairs again. As

she turned the corner, she bumped into Natasha.

“What’s wrong?” she inquired.

Isabella didn’t change her expression, pulled her friend back into the room, and shared

what she had overheard.

Chapter 250 What Good Will My Death Do?

“Oh my goodness! Those idiots were playing with their lives!”

Isabella poured a glass of water, took a big gulp, and leaned against the edge of the

table to compose herself. Natasha sat next to her and said, “Seth probably doesn’t

know about this.”

In all honesty, Isabella didn’t care whether Seth knew or not. What bothered her now

was what he would think. She had been giving him the cold shoulder for several days,

but out of nowhere, she felt the urge to rush out and give him CPR.

like a game

let

Dariel was right in front

need you to tell me that. I want to strangle

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speaking, there was a

door. Then

a masquerade later. Bella, why don’t you take

no mood for fun and instinctively looked for an excuse to refuse.

Shaffer woke up. It doesn’t seem too serious. He even

upstairs to eat.”

was shocked.

he just choked on water. The doctor said it’s not

Isabella could speak, Natasha’s voice floated out

his own life.”

frowned and then said to Freya, “We’ll head up

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sensed her mood was off

the room door, Isabella cursed under

need to get angry with

up there.”

sullenly. “I need to

wait

turmoil

fell when she entered the bathroom, luckily only landing

finally left the room. It

constantly looking around, afraid of running

was the banquet area, spacious and decorated

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and crystal lamps everywhere. It was only 4 p.m., but

to find Natasha, but she couldn’t see her

anywhere.

looking for Seth?” The clear voice of a young man came from behind

spine, turned

eyes.

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