The Pampering CEO: Don't Mess With My Secretly-Married Sweet Wife novel Chapter 188

Yvonne Shelby was still dancing on her dance pad. She cast a disdainful glance at Isabelle Shelby conveniently. "Who do you think you are to order me t o keep it down?"

Isabelle was having a headache from listening to the music she played. She walked over and turned off the music forcibly straightaway.

Yvonne was proud of her action at once. "How is my dance disturbing you, Isabelle Shelby? Aren't you overdoing this?"

Isabelle did not regard Yvonne as an opponent of the same rank now. She scoffed once. "Why, are you going to complain to Father and Mother again? Go ahead."

Her parents used to favor Yvonne more in the past. As a result, Yvonne's favorite thing to do was to complain to her parents.

However, it was different now...

Isabelle could not help sneering. If Yvonne still could not come to terms with reality, she would emphasize the situation for her even more!

Yvonne shot a furious glance at Isabelle. She was about to fly into a rage when she suddenly remembered something. She could not help laughing." Isabelle, you’re being so rampant now only because you rely on Julian, right?"

"So what if I am?" said Isabelle impolitely.

Her plan was about to succeed soon so there was utterly no need for her to conceal her true personality before a person like Yvonne anymore.

"It seems like you were having a hard time pretending to be weak, piteous, and delicate in the past. You've finally revealed your true self now." Yvonne could not refrain herself from saying that as she looked at Isabelle's cold appearance.

Isabelle could not be bothered about Yvonne so she turned around and was about to leave.

Yvonne was infuriated by Isabelle. She could not refrain herself from saying, "Isabelle, don’t be too proud just yet. You're not the real Little Flower anyway. You’re only depending on the diary, right?"

The diary!

Isabelle stopped walking and turned around to face Yvonne with a gloomy expression. "What did you say?! The diary? Yvonne, how did you know about the diary?” 1

Isabelle's expression looked so savage that Yvonne could not help being startled.

However, Yvonne calmed down soon enough. She looked at Isabelle with a spurious smile. "Why? Are you panicking because your secret has been exposed?”

"Yvonne! Have you read the diary?” Isabelle's expression was unpleasant.

"So what if I've read it!” Isabelle considered it for a moment before she acknowledged the fact. "Isabelle, whatever you know now, I know it too. You can call yourself Little Flower, so can I."

Anyhow, Julian already believed her now. Isabelle was bound to learn about this matter sooner or later.

Hmph. How much benefit had Isabelle gained by pretending to be Little Flower over this period of time? Now, it was time for her to reap these benefits.

The more Yvonne thought about it, the more she felt that she was a genius.

"Yvonne, what have you done behind me actually?" Isabelle's face turned green with rage.

Yvonne was growing prouder by the minute. "I didn't d o anything. I only took photos of the diary pages, then I memorized the contents just like you. I'm not afraid t o tell you that I've already met Julian. He already believes that I’m Little Flower. Isabelle, your good life has come to an end!"

"You... You told Julian that you're Little Flower?" Isabelle's heart was beating hard.

"That's right." Yvonne was riding high.

"You’re an idiot!" Isabelle's expression turned savage." You said you took photos of the diary pages with your phone. Where’s your phone?" "Why should I tell you?" said Yvonne arrogantly.

Isabelle disregarded her and charged over to search Yvonne's handbag right away.

"Isabelle, what are you doing!" Yvonne walked over to snatch her handbag in a displeased manner.

Isabelle had already taken out the phone from the handbag. She turned it on, then her expression grew dimmer. "Yvonne! Open your damn eyes and take a good look. Is this your phone?"

"It's in my handbag, whose phone would it be if not mine?" Yvonne took it and took a glance then her expression changed drastically. "This is..."