Twisted Ties of Love novel Chapter 135

Three months before the Salotti Group got into trouble, its shares started to plunge. Izabella had thought of such an outcome, but she was too afraid of her thoughts becoming reality, and time and time again she ignored it.

For four years, she thought she had grasped the illusion of her life, but in reality, it was Brett who had been using her, step by step swallowing up the Salotti Group.

Thinking about this ironic event, she didn't know whether it was because the guy was too heartless and unfaithful, or because the girl was just too silly.

"When I first took over the Salotti Group, the old shareholders lectured me, saying I wasn't slick enough, my personality was too sharp and I always insisted on doing things my own way, making it easy to offend people. I listened, but I didn't make any changes." Izabella breathed slowly and heavily, and after a sigh, she continued bitterly, "Now I regret it."

Brett followed up with her question, "What do you regret about?"

"I regret being too stubborn, not knowing how to adapt, and sealing off all my escape routes. If I hadn't met you and forced you to marry me, the outcome might have been completely different." Izabella's tone was heavy and sorrowful, with a sense of resignation.

Her heart was unwilling, and she hated her lack of strength.

Brett's face changed, but he didn't say anything and just stared at Izabella.

"Lucas stopped me today and said that if he had taken over the Salotti family back then, it probably wouldn't have ended up like this."

Brett sneered with deeper meaning, "He's quite confident, huh? If it was him who took over the Salotti family, it might have been gone five years ago."

Izabella propped up her chin, her lips lightly pursed together.

If she hadn't talked to Lucas today and heard all that, she would have almost forgotten that she used to be so fierce, invincible, and living life so proudly and freely.

But when did she become like this? When did she lose her pride and dignity?

After marrying Brett, she lost herself and her once sharp sword had become rusty.

Izabella's thoughts began to drift far away, and the beef in front of her had turned cold. Brett called the waiter to remove it and ordered some fresh seafood soup with Australian lobster.

"Is your stomach problem caused by daydreaming while you eat?"

Brett's voice awakened Izabella. She stared at the porridge and stirred it slowly with a spoon.

"Brett, I want to work."

Brett let out a cold laugh as if he had heard a joke, "Which company would want you?"