Twisted Ties of Love novel Chapter 523

Izabella spoke in a calm tone, but her words hit Brett like a sudden thunderstorm on a clear day. Silence fell on Brett's end of the line immediately.

"Brett, I never took you for an honest man. Answering my questions so candidly, admitting to harboring illicit goods. That's illegal, you know." Izabella chuckled. "Thanks for giving me so much information. This recording will make great evidence in court. Setting people up, do you think you could end up like Nathaniel?"

She continued with a smile in her voice, "So, are you going to turn yourself in, or should I release this recording and let everyone see who President Windham of the Windham Group really is? I know you're used to getting your way, but if you push me too far, I won't mind cutting you down to size."

“You’re scheming against me?" Brett questioned in disbelief.

Izabella's smile widened, revealing her white teeth. "You’re a good teacher."

With that, Izabella hung up the call. She looked at her phone with a smile of victory. After listening to the recording once more and making sure it was correct, she saved multiple copies for backup.

Brett was wealthy. Wealth can make the world go round, but it can't blind everyone.

After all, there's always someone watching.

Izabella put her phone down, feeling nauseated by Brett's words. She had called to tell him about her marriage just to upset him. Brett was always on guard. But once he lost control of his emotions, he could become unpredictable.

To get Brett trapped to confess, Izabella had to say a lot to distract him. Now that the matter was resolved, she felt a dryness in her mouth.

She picked up her water glass and took a few sips to soothe her parched throat.

It was a peaceful night, even somewhat uncontrollable sleepiness crept up on her. A glance at the clock showed it was already ten o'clock.

She had been working overtime with Casey for the past few days, dealing with the Dempsey Group. All the networking and late nights work had left her exhausted. But now that she had a valuable recording, her tightly wound nerves relaxed.

Izabella mustered her remaining energy to finish her work. Then she sent the recording to Casey.

"I'll handle the rest. You should rest. I'll be home late."

Meanwhile, Brett stared at his phone. After the call ended, the screen returned to the photo of the marriage certificate showing Izabella's serene smile. It was as if he was seeing her for the first time.