Chapter 237

“So how did you manage to get money from your family’s company account before? Just do it the same way this time.”

Isabella shot Clark a charming smile, even batting her eyelashes at him seductively.

Usually, whenever she gave him that look, Clark would curse under his breath and throw her onto the bed, making passionate love to her. But this time, it was different.

He glanced at the annoying bandages wrapped around Isabella’s hands and feet.

“Alright, I’ll get outside and make a call. The money should be in the account within two hours, Clark reluctantly agreed.

He promised to help Isabella get five million dollars to repay Lysander.

On one hand, it was because Isabella mentioned that if Lysander found out that he was given the five million dollars five years ago. Lysander would come after him.

This threat made Clark feel hesitant.

right. She had the ability to bounce back, otherwise, where did all the money she sporadically gave him over the past five years come from? Surely, it was because

Isabella, and it wasn’t time for them to

he doubted he would ever find another woman who could constantly give him money and was as passionate and intense

so it

was best to keep things as

to me, and you’re the most

stop playing innocent in front of me. Once you recover, I’ll show you how much I love you,” Clark shot her a glance before stepping outside to make the

Isabella’s weak and coquettish expression vanished instantly, replaced by a

better choice, why

of his family’s wealth, she could live a worry–free and luxurious life. Otherwise, she would have kicked Clark to the curb a long time

because Leopold ignored her, otherwise, she wouldn’t

in the afternoon, Isabella got the money. She was about to go to the Sinclair group to return the money to Lysander, showing her

not healed, so she sat in a wheelchair with

group,

the president’s chair, his large figure exuding an imposing aura. A cold air radiated from him as he looked down at some

dollars I owe you. Five years ago, I was misled by Faye, and foolishly helped her to create the illusion that Thalassa was dead. Considering that I’m Thalassa’s cousin, and I sincerely

head or giving

took the card from her. “Miss Isabella,

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