Master Odell’s Secret Ex-Wife

Chapter 2071

Just as she was about to put away her phone, she got a call from Isabella's manager.

She was surprised to see her calling so soon, then she promptly answered the call.

Isabella's manager sounded jumpy on the phone. "Hey, Amanda, you and I go way back, don't we? Do you think you can get whoever it is to pull the video from the internet and have Isabel post a statement or something of that sort, clarifying that this entire thing has been nothing more than an inside joke between the two of them? If you're willing to help us make things right for Isabella, we promise to give you anything you want."

Amanda scoffed condescendingly.

What stood out to her most was the way Isabella's manager's tone switched so drastically now that the surveillance footage had surfaced.

She only gave it a brief moment's thought before stating, "I can’t make the call myself. You and I know what Isabel’s temper is like. She didn’t even know about me calling you to ask for your help just now. She'd be furious if she found out that it happened at all."

"Amanda, I admit that we were in the wrong back then. I already gave Isabella a stern talking-to just now and got her to promise that she will make sure to stop causing trouble in the future. She won't bother Isabel anymore from here on. Could you be so gracious and forgive us this one time? Help us out, please?"

For what it was worth, Amanda could sense her sincerity along with desperation. She sighed tiredly and stated frankly, 'I get that you're very desperate now, but it's not my call to make. I'll have to ask what Isabel thinks about this."

as long as she is willing to forgive

but she’s still sleeping, so I'll

manager chuckled dryly with disbelief. "Are you kidding me? How can she even manage to

if

was already at its end, and she promptly hung up after that

what good did that do? Not only did Isabella want Isabel to formally apologize, but she even demanded that Isabel go on a

a sense that Isabel would not have stepped on Isabella’s dress without a

ensure that the dress delivered to Miss Isabel Ross was

was truly the one behind the

fingers trembled, and the phone nearly slipped out of

her

the phone and asked frantically,

up on by Amanda just now, "She says she needs to talk to Isabel about it first, but Isabel is sleeping right nowm so we will have

b*tch is toying

"We can't count on them to help us now, that's for sure. I just remembered something. You have connections with