Revenge Game: Beauty's Coming Back

e brilliant bright light behind her eyelids and

ite. Then she closed her eyes and for a while she thought that she was alread

a

urces!" It was the voice of Isabella's stepmother, Yolanda Wang. In the past, she had always appeared di

magine? Dad and Thomas only loved her because of her money. I bet if her mother hadn't left her such a large fortune, she

turned out that the harmony between her and her stepmother w

rich her mother was, it doesn't concer

to persuade Dad not to divorce Isabella's mother. Who knows wh

'Sophie Bai, even if you knew your husband and I had an affair, was there really anything you could do about it?

s is engaged to me. If Isabella dies, her funds and shares can't be

s money. Your Dad has spent a lot of money to deal with your car accident. In case you didn't know, he also borrowed money from quite a few p

riving around in that junk. Besides, I'll be the daughter-in-law of the Wen Family in the future. If I keep driving s

tice that she had regained consciousness. Despair washed over her. Just as Evelyn Lou had said, Isabella was

only reason Isabella's father didn't divorce her mother was so that Yolanda could get all of her mother's money in the end.

n!" Yolanda retorted, not being

covers from her coma, what

to make sure that she doesn't recover fro

ou trying t

I can't do all the dirty work, can I? I killed Sophie

k Dad can do

orrowed a lot of money. As soon as someone from the provincial government comes to invest

ds tightly in hers. "Then let's go find Dad as soon

ng on the bed, Isabella grasped the wh

anger and resentment sw

Beep

uddenly ringing wildly, filling th

e door of the ward opened, and doctors

she saw a man standing

stunning and elegant. He looked knowledgeable and composed,

always been kind and loving to

ted to ask him about her mother's d

had really loved her, if he had e

ted to know if he really

er ex-fiance or stepmother or stepsister who was going to e

emorse as he looked down at Isabella trembling sl

r head. He looked down at her weak body, took a deep breath, and slowly closed his e

's heart

re was nothing sugarcoating it; he was going to kill her. For twenty-five

resisted. Gradually, her body stopped moving, and her chest no longer filled

her than the long, prolonged beep of the heart moni