Twisted Ties of Love novel Chapter 438

The elevator required iris recognition to work, and Nathaniel passed out. Once he came to, he wouldn't let her leave.

Even if she could get downstairs now, Nathaniel's henchmen would be waiting for her. She couldn't fight them off.

At this point, she was like a bird trapped in a cage. Even if she could fly out, there were a million traps outside. Danger could strike at any moment.

Izabella stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, watching the shadows patrolling below, her hand on the window tightening.

She returned to Nathaniel, removing his tie to bind his legs, and then began to check if he had a mobile phone.

She wasn't sure if he had seen this coming, so he didn't bring a phone from the start and no internet or communication devices. She might be trapped here.

She had two choices. One was to use Nathaniel as a hostage to escape, and the other was to wait for someone outside to save her.

The second choice seemed more reliable. She had not gone back and had not contacted anyone, so Toby would definitely notice something was off.

Her plan now was to ensure her own safety, to make Nathaniel's men not dare to do anything to her.

Izabella looked at Nathaniel tied to the chair, her heart filled with rage. Her hatred for Nathaniel was no less than for Brett.

Not only did he hurt her, but he also killed Ryker and ruined Bell.

Izabella grabbed Nathaniel's hair and forcibly lifted his head, her other hand clamped around his neck. It seemed like she could kill him with just a little force.

However, Izabella's rationality was not swallowed by anger. If she killed Nathaniel now, then she really wouldn't be able to escape.

Izabella let go of Nathaniel. She turned around and sat on the couch, curling up, her head on her knees. In her heart, she thought, "Casey, I wish you could come to save me now. Didn't you say you'd be by my side when I needed you? When will you come?"

Even though this place had changed entirely, it still stirred up a lot of painful memories for her.

After Casey and Izabella parted, Casey called the hotel suite he had reserved to cancel his order.

He was injured and couldn't drive, and he always needed a chauffeur. After he got away, he started to regret leaving Izabella alone there.

But he also didn't know how to face Izabella, so he called Toby to inquire about the situation.

"Ms. Salotti called me, and she said she was going home first."

"Oh, I see."

Toby felt it was a bit odd but didn't ask further. Knowing that Izabella had gone home, Casey felt a sense of unease.

This unease continued until he got home, where he locked himself in his room.

Bunny found it strange that he came home so early. Normally, Casey would be celebrating Izabella's first successful film. He even went to the set to pick her up, and he shouldn't have come home so early.

And seeing the person he liked, he should be happy when he returned, right? Why was he locked in his room?

Ever since Casey had pulled out his tooth in private, Bunny didn't dare to leave him alone in his room.

She first had the maid check the situation, making sure Casey hadn't brought any dangerous items into the room before she felt a little relieved.

She walked to the door of Casey's room, looked at the closed door, hesitated momentarily, then knocked.

"Casey."

There was no response from the room.

Bunny knocked again. This time, Casey responded.

"What was that?"

"Can I come in?"

The room instantly quieted down. Bunny tried the doorknob and found it wasn't locked, and she gently pushed the door open, seeing the curtains were not drawn, only a faint light from the edge of the curtains. The room was dim.

As soon as she walked in, she saw Casey leaning against the head of the bed.

"Casey."

Casey's head was down, and Bunny couldn't see his expression. His phone was at his feet, and the screen showed Izabella's contact information.

It seemed the problem was with Izabella.

Since the day Casey pulled out his tooth, she had noticed there was a problem between him and Izabella.

Casey had always been indifferent, and he had always done as he pleased in the entertainment industry. Very few people could affect his mood.

But he did something as drastic as pulling out a tooth because of Izabella, which she couldn't understand what kind of conflict had occurred between them.

But it was a matter between the two of them, and she couldn't interfere.

"Weren't you supposed to be celebrating Izabella's success at the hotel this afternoon? How come you're back so early?"

Casey said in a low voice, "I didn't go."

"Did something happen between you two?"

Casey didn't answer.

Bunny sighed. She crouched down on the floor, leaning against the bed, close to Casey.

"Can you tell me what happened?" Bunny tried to get closer to Casey, but seeing that he didn't resist, she reached out to stroke the back of his head, soothing him gently. Her touch was gentle, Casey's heart softened, and he mumbled, "Mom, what would you do if Dad married you because you looked like his ex-girlfriend?"

"He wouldn't dare!" Bunny cut him off before he could finish, "If he did that, I'd make him regret it!"

Beck Dempsey, far away, got the chills for no apparent reason. He looked at the dark sky outside the window, feeling like something bad was about to happen.

Casey was startled by his mother's words, and his guard temporarily lowered.

"I was just asking. Take it as a metaphor."

Bunny wasn't a fool, and she understood the crux of the matter immediately.