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him he smiled to himself, the knife dug deeper into his neck, he could have sworn he was slashed "some kind of joke" answered Isabella with exasperation. anger is written in her voice. "Just let go and we can talk more ab

ss of her act. It was a mixture of rose and famine product, nothing he had ever smell before. Her heartbeat could be heart beating fast, wondering how she managed her hand from shaking, 'impres

nger, making her look more beautiful, her nose pointed and artistic, her small lips and one of her attention-grabbing features. She looked gorgeous, he swallowed in conv

to do with her father's description. "Interesting..." Nicholas said in shock at the woman in front of him, "you really think I'm joking? I

ression. She looked worn out and shocked, pale and lifeless, she looked as if she was going to faint at any moment. "So you were the savior from the downfall of our business that he spoke so proudly of?" Isabella asked with betrayal written in her voice "Yes, it's me" Nicholas answered in a calm vo

he gun in his hand talking to his heart. leap. "What are you doing with a gun Isabella" he asked with obvious fear "I came here to kill you, father" Isabella replied in a cold voice she pointed the gun at him, making Henry shiver and stunned, he'd never seen Isabella in that light, she's been submissive to him her whole life, he doesn't know

were filled with emotion so he pushed her before she could pull the trigger. Gunshots are loud and clear and can be heard from miles away. Fortunately, the bullet lodged in Henry's leg, causing him to scream and beg for help. Isabella stared at the fact that the bullet had hit the wrong place. With the help o

our daughter what she's making a fuss about," Henry angrily replied, to which Nicholas explained to her and received a slap in the face in a fit of rage. "Why would you do something so cruel, my daughter wouldn't go on with something as ridiculous