Sweet Flash Marriage with the Restrained Tycoon (Isabelle and Damien) novel Chapter 202

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“It’s been a while.” Isabelle said with a polite smile, settling onto the sofa opposite Gary.

Gary couldn’t quite manage a smile in return, but seeing Isabelle’s radiant presence up close still stirred a dull ache within him.

“He treats you well,” he observed, his voice flat.

Isabelle nodded without hesitation. Damian loved her profoundly–so deeply that even someone as self–reliant as her had been utterly disarmed by his devotion.

“You look… incredible tonight.”

“Thank you.”

A long, heavy silence stretched between them, until the air felt emptied of anything left to

say.

“He’s waiting for me,” Isabelle finally offered, her tone gentle but final.

Gary hesitated, then simply murmured, “Yeah. I wish you happiness.”

“Thank you.”

With that, Isabelle stood and walked away.

Gary watched her glowing figure retreat and felt a strange, hollow sort of release.

There was a time when every re

in his life had whispered that Isabelle wasn’t good enough for him. Eventually, he’d started to believe it. But in the end, he was the one who hadn’t been worthy of her.

Isabelle was in a league of her own.

He had seen the Muddlehead account. He’d never moved in creative circles, so he hadn’t known that the designer behind that brand was actually a rising star in the international fashion scene.

It was only after Damian signed her and Cross Boutique collections took off that the name Muddlehead started circulating in the business pages. Connecting the dots, he finally understood–that sought–after designer was her, Isabelle.

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He used to naively assume the money in Isabelle’s account came from Damian keeping her.

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He never imagined it was the result of her own talent, of nights spent sketching and creating.

He didn’t deserve her.

A faint, bitter smile touched his lips. She had walked straight through his entire world and left it utterly behind.

Isabelle descended the grand, curving staircase. By then, most guests had found their seats at the dining tables, with only a few still mingling with drinks in hand.

The sharp, confident click of her heels on the marble steps drew attention, and one by one, eyes turned toward her.

“Who is that young woman? What a vision,” remarked an elderly gentleman, peering through his reading glasses.

“I don’t believe I’ve seen her before…”

Celeste and Lenora were seated toward the far end of the table, not daring to position themselves too close to Damian and his party at the head.

Lenora was intimidated by both Damian and Isabelle–they were people far out of her league.

Celeste, meanwhile, burned with the desire to be nearer to Damian but was too proud to ask Lenora for another favor. After all, Lenora had already stuck her neck out to get her in the door.

A quiet, seething anger coiled inside her with no outlet.

The woman sitting beside Damian should have been her, Celeste!

As for Lenora, she had latched onto a man in his late fifties. Securing this invitation had

required cons ab “cation” behind closed doors.

The man wasn’t exactly vigorous, so Lenora had to perform with exaggerated enthusiasm, a show of ecstasy that delighted him.

She found her own fake cries pathetic.

She secretly wished the old fool would just drop dead so she could run off with his money.

Both women were lost in their own bitter calculations.

Celeste watched the woman descending the staircase and couldn’t help a stab of unwilling

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Golden hair was swept up in an elegant twist, with a few artful tendrils softening her face and brushing her neck. A sleek black cocktail dress, reminiscent of a classic silhouette, hugged her flawless figure.

With each step in her black, crystal–embellished heels, she seemed to draw the light from the room, like a rose blooming in the shadows–stunning, magnetic….

A hushed awe rippled through the crowd.

While guests were still whispering guesses about whose date she might be, Damian rose from

his seat.

He adjusted his cuff and walked toward the staircase to meet his woman.

Their hands reached for each other at the same moment, fingers intertwining naturally.

Cautious whispers spread as people noticed the matching platinum bands on their left hands.

Cypher Group CEO’s woman–the partner of the most powerful man in the room–was this previously unknown figure in their social orbit.

She wasn’t a mistress. She was his partner.

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