Chapter 488

Ava Quarles studied Isabella Goodwin’s face for a long time and caught a flicker in her eyes—both unfamiliar and strangely familiar all at once. "Do you... not remember anything?" Ava asked gently. There was no way she’d get this wrong. She'd pored over Isabella's profile countless times when Ethan Shaw asked her to investigate. The small mole under her right brow, the tiny one on the tip of her nose—nothing had changed. And just a second ago, when Isabella stood there in silence, that aura of cool detachment was exactly how she came across in the videos. But the moment she opened her mouth, it felt like a totally different person. "Remember? What exactly am I supposed to remember?" Isabella’s gaze started to drift, like her thoughts were slipping through her fingers. Ava grabbed her hand. "You should remember... your husband, your daughter..." Husband? Daughter? Right, she had those. And they were by her side… wasn’t that what she remembered? "My head… it hurts." Isabella suddenly clu