Inside a swanky, posh private room, dim and moody lights cast an eerie and terrifying atmosphere.
Isabella was led inside.
Lysander lounged on the sofa, legs casually crossed, radiating an icy presence. His handsome face wa s cold and cruel. He held a cigarette, with its orange glow burning, as if setting fire to her heart. Before she even fully stepped in, her heart was already hot and panicking due to the tense atmosphere.
A woman was kneeling at Lysanderâs feet. She was neatly dressed but with hair disheveled, looking utt erly helpless and in a state.
Isabella recognized her in an instant. It was Faye!
Seeing Faye in such a state, Isabellaâs legs turned to jelly. With a âthudâ, she ended up kneeling next to Faye at Lysanderâs feet.
Despite Lysander not uttering a word, Isabella was shaking like a leaf.
Faye, tears in her eyes, glanced at Isabella. Her face was red and swollen, and her eyes puffed up like a toad.
At first, Faye didnât recognize Isabella until she noticed her clothes and accessories.
Faye thought the wounds on Isabellaâs face were inflicted by Lysanderâs men. Her heart skipped a beat and she lowered her head.
âDid I ask you to kneel?â
Lysander stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray, his voice frosty.
âMr. Sinclair is too noble for you to kneel before!â David, getting the hint, kicked Isabella in the shoulder, sending her flying a few meters away into a wall, then falling down.
She spat out a mouthful of blood, begging on the floor, âMr. Sinclair, please spare me, for the sake of m e being Thalassaâs cousin, please spare me.â
Isabellaâs voice trembled, and she didnât even dare to cry.
After what Thalassa told her earlier, she guessed Lysander summoned her for that reason.
If she kept hiding the truth, Lysander would surely kill her.
She was terrified.
As soon as Isabella spoke, Faye looked at her, her face tense.
It was too late to stop her now.
David stepped up, grabbing Isabella by the collar and yanking her up. âThalassa is just a cleaner for the Sinclair group, and youâre using her to beg for mercy?â
Davidâs face was full of cold murderous intent. He acted under Lysanderâs orders, even if he killed Isab ella, it would be Lysanderâs will. Lysander was powerful and could cover the sky with one hand. Killing Isabella would be as easy as squashing an ant.
Isabella was so frightened that her lips trembled, she blurted out, âThalassa is the woman Mr. Sinclair has been looking for. Five years ago, Mr. Sinclair fell into the woodshed, and the woman he slept with was Thalassa. Mr. Sinclair has al ways wanted to compensate her. I am her family, if you harm me, Thalassa will be sadâ¦â
Faye nervously reminded, âIsabella, do you know the price of lying?â
Isabella was now in complete chaos, unable to rationally analyze the situation. All she knew was that Lysander already knew that Thalassa was the woman that night.
If she admitted her mistake in time, she might get a lighter punishment; but if she stubbornly refused to admit it, the outcome would be very bad.
Isabella started crying out loud, simply confessing everything.
âFive years ago, I accidentally overheard Faye saying on the phone that the woman Mr. Sinclair was lo oking for had died. Thatâs when I knew Mr. Sinclair and Thalassa had a history and he was looking for h er. Faye gave me five million to keep this secret and helped her fake Thalassaâs death. I shouldnât have lied to Mr. Sinclair for money. I know I was wrong, please forgive me, Mr. Sinclairâ¦
As Isabella spilled everything, Faye was both nervous and angry. She wanted Isabella to stop talking, b ut David held her back. She couldnât get close to Isabella at all.
She was panting, trying to defend herself, âMr. Sinclair, sheâs talking nonsense. You canât trust a woma n like this.â
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