Master Rockwell turned as pale as a sheet of paper while he shifted his attention back on forth between the expressions of Odell, Sylvia, and Isabel. His lips seemed to quiver like he had something to say, but no words were produced from him. Clarice had turned so white that it looked like she was going to faint. Her eyes were wide with disbelief. How could this be? Isabel Ross, the third-rate actor who should never deserve a place in the spotlight was the daughter of the chairman of the Carters of Westchester?!. Decker was stiff and quaking all over, his face colored entirely with shock and disbelief. Never in his wildest dreams had he ever thought that the same woman he had once slapped and abandoned when he decided to get with the Houstons to climb up the social ladder was the daughter of the Carters. Everybody else was extremely silent. The venue turned into a graveyard in the dead of the night in an instant. Even the two older shareholders, who were supportive of Roland and previously tried to advise him to break up with Isabel, were speechless. It was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. Eventually, Odell directed his laser-sharp attention to Decker. Decker felt a shiver run through him. It took him a lifetime to muster the effort to crack an ugly smile and to explain quite pitifully, “Master Carter, this is all a misunderstanding. “Misunderstanding?” Odell scoffed, “Do I look like an idiot to you? You don’t think I know about what you’ve done to my precious daughter?”. made a promise to her that he was not going. he had been keeping track of every piece of news that had anything to do with her. He knew the most minute details such as which crew members and actors she hung out with and what they ate

Going by that vein, it was no surprise that he was caught up on all the. names of every one of Isabel’s rivals in the industry. He knew who tried to plot against her, who was competing against her, and. everything by herself up till this point. This time was the nail in the coffin. How dare they make up. a glorified prostitute. Even if. was going to make sure that everyone who was in on this got what they deserved. They would all have to pay for. in an instant,. to speak. for Decker’s pathetic excuses. With a sharp scowl, he declared ominously, “Every. glared at Master Rockwell and Clarice, then he took. out with. to inform him, “We came at a moment’s notice and haven’t had. “There are enough guest rooms in my place, so

“Alright. Liam walked outside. to join them when Master Rockwell called out after. “Roland, I admit that I was in the wrong. Despite everything that happened, you can’t deny that I’m still your grandfather. We’re family, aren’t we? Won’t you put in a good word for us in front of the Carters?” he spoke with a sweet and. vulnerable affectation in his voice. Roland stopped and turned to the old man whose face was covered in wrinkles. He hissed without any warmth in his eyes, “Was that what you were thinking when you were drawing up your dirty schemes to defame Isabel? Did it occur to you that we were family then, dear Grandfather?”. Master Rockwell seemed to shrink into himself. He could not come up with any excuses after that. Roland did not bother to continue the conversation and stomped outside. Shortly after that, he joined the Carters and they all walked out of the venue, disappearing from the Rockwells’ sight. It was then that Master Rockwell slumped over backward as if all the strength had been sapped out of his legs. Everyone was distraught by what happened. An SUV was driving toward the seaside mansion. Isabel sat in the back seat with Odell and Sylvia while Liam and Roland sat in the middle row