Faced with such a threat.
Isabella had no choice but to swallow her humiliation. Under the intense scrutiny of the maids, she went behind the side door, took off the evening gown, and changed into that maid's uniform.
Now, she had been entirely stripped bare. Without her former glittering glamor, she looked disheveled and filthy, like a destitute beggar.
Just then, more maids emerged from Isabella's bedroom carrying several large cases.
"Sir, Miss Isabella... ahem, all of Isabella's belongings have been packed up according to the inventory list, though quite a few items are still missing."
The maids opened the cases.
Isabella saw that inside were all the jewelry and various luxury items she had collected over the years.
Isabella's pupils dilated in shock, and she frantically tried to lunge at them. "No! These are mine! You gave them to me!"
"You gave this to me on my tenth birthday!"
"And this one, you gave me when I won my first award!"
"This one... Grandpa, you put this on me yourself at my coming-of-age ceremony..."
"No, they are all mine... they're gifts from you... you can't, you can't..."
After the jewelry was confiscated.
They began processing the real estate and the companies under Isabella's name.
Every single thing was reclaimed.
"No... you can't do this to me!" Isabella was on the verge of a total breakdown. "These are mine, you gave them to me, I deserve them! I spent twenty years in the Lancaster family. Even if I didn't achieve anything great, I worked hard! Why are you doing this to me?!"
Julian scoffed. "Worked hard? Are you referring to your hard work in framing Serena, or your hard work in scheming against Serena?"
No matter how Isabella cried or begged.
She could only watch helplessly as the luxury items she used to obtain with a mere snap of her fingers.

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