Elara Hale stopped and arched a perfectly shaped eyebrow at her. “And what if I did? What would I do then? Keep fighting for him?”
She scoffed, looking at Isabella as if she were a fool, her scorn unconcealed. “Miss Lancaster, are you alright? You don't actually think I'm some brainless villain from a novel, do you?”
“You thought that if you told me who Mr. Blackwood's beloved is, I would go and lose my mind on her?”
Isabella’s face froze, her expression that of someone whose thoughts had been laid bare.
Elara Hale couldn’t help but laugh. “I, Elara Hale, know when to love and when to let go. Since Mr. Blackwood’s heart is already taken, I certainly won't continue to pester him. But you…”
Suddenly, she broke into a radiant smile, her voice deliberately raised, her tone teasing, “No way, no way? Miss Isabella Lancaster, you can't possibly still be clinging to the ‘fiancée’ title and pestering him, even when you know Mr. Blackwood already has someone, can you? What, are you trying to be the other woman?”
“You…!” Isabella was furious that Elara Hale was deliberately drawing the attention of the crowd to make a spectacle of her.
Her face turned pale with anger.
She had intended to humiliate Elara Hale, but instead, she had been publicly branded with such a shameful label.
Even if that was exactly what she was thinking, it couldn't be said out loud!
She had her pride!
Elara Hale gave Isabella a disdainful look, sneered, and walked away without another word.
As a socialite groomed by a prestigious family, she was hardly a fool with a head full of nothing but romance.
She had chosen Nicholas because of the Blackwood family behind him.
A powerful alliance between the Blackwood and Hale families would have been ideal.
But if that wasn't an option, their current business partnership was still a golden opportunity to make money together.
Though…
VERIFYCAPTCHA_LABEL
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Messing With Her? Are You Crazy!