Chapter 148

Isadora stared in shock as Pearl plummeted straight down from the second-floor window. She hadn't even processed what was happening.

A furious shout echoed through the villa: "Pearl!"

In a flash, Prescott sprinted across the room like a man possessed.

He lunged, stretching his arm out desperately to catch Pearl as she fell but his fingers closed around nothing but thin air.

Prescott's face twisted with rage, his eyes wild and murderous as he glared at Isadora. If looks could kill, she would have been torn apart on the spot.

Seething, he roared, "Isadora, I saw everything! You pushed Pearl out the window! You tried to kill her, you wicked woman!"

A loud, resounding slap cut through the chaos.

Prescott, fueled by brute strength, stepped forward and struck Isadora hard across the face.

The blow sent Isadora stumbling, her body crashing heavily to the floor.

A fiery pain exploded across her cheek, spreading in an instant.

everything perfectly, setting her up the moment she knew Prescott would arrive. This whole scene was a trap, and she'd walked

her eyes cold as ice. "Prescott,

her insult, Prescott's

finished, Isadora! If anything happens to Pearl, I'll make sure you rot in prison. Get

Isadora by the wrist and yanking her down the

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of trust fund kids and socialites were laughing, dancing, and chatting

a deafening crash shattered the music and

the noise-Pearl, sprawled on the grass by the pool's

brow from the pain, her legs twisted at unnatural angles

the startled crowd, racing

they saw Pearl-bruised, bloodied, her legs a mess-Eleanor

what happened? How did you fall? Someone call

of the crowd, showing no mercy as she tumbled to the ground

voice was cold and steady. "She's the one. Isadora pushed

to Eleanor, sobbing into

so much...am

with pain, snapped. Her grief turned

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