Chapter 231
He remembered how she used to be by his side while he worked. Back then, he and Maurice Kim were indeed competing for a piece of land.
When it came to the base price, he hadn’t tried to hide it from Isabella Scott—she should’ve known the details. If she had leaked the price to Maurice, there’s no question he would have won that deal.
But, in hindsight, she didn’t betray him in that way. Thinking back to the scene where she was wrapped around that man, it did seem off, as if something didn’t add up.
He’d been too blinded by anger to consider whether it was real or not.
As the car slowly drove through Southridge Villas, nearing his villa, something caught his eye—a woman sitting on the hill. From a distance, she looked strikingly like Ariella Rios, wearing a light purple dress.
It hit him then—Isabella also liked wearing light purple. Another reminder of just how much they looked like real sisters.
Isabella sat huddled on the slope, her head buried low, practically pressed into her knees

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