Twisted Ties of Love novel Chapter 89

This really sounded like Izabella's style of speaking. Brett put Kaley on the couch and said, "Trista, go call Dr. James."

Trista glanced at Kaley and immediately turned to make the call.

Izabella watched everything happening downstairs. She had never done anything wrong to Kaley, yet Kaley kept trying to set her up and send her to her doom.

"Izabella, got anything else to say?" Brett's eyes pierced into Izabella as he walked upstairs, the sound of his shoes on the steps like they were stepping on her heart.

At this point, any explanation would just sound like a lame excuse. Brett was pissed off and wouldn't listen to a word from Izabella.

Izabella's face turned extremely pale. In a split second, she made up her mind, ran back to her bedroom like she was fleeing for her life, and locked the door with trembling hands.

"Izabella, open the door." The voice from outside sounded like Satan crawling up from hell.

Izabella took a few deep breaths, biting her lip, and trembled, "Brett, all of this is set up by Kaley. I didn't push her. If you don't believe me, check the surveillance!"

"Set up by Kaley?" Brett laughed coldly. "Do you think she's like you?"

In Brett's eyes, Izabella had always been the one setting things up, like when she pretended to have stomach cancer at the hospital.

That's how people are. When someone you used to trust suddenly changes in your eyes, everything you've overlooked in the past comes flooding in and becomes uncontrollable. Not to mention, Brett had never truly trusted Izabella.

Izabella stared blankly and muttered, "I didn't push her."

"You said Kaley framed you, but could Trista have framed you too?"

"I did say those things, but I didn't push her."

"Enough!" Brett interrupted her angrily. "Your words are enough to prove that you resent Kaley!"

He never thought Izabella would forget so quickly. It wasn't long ago that he warned her not to target Kaley.

But if Brett were to lock her up for four days like last time, what would she do? There was nothing he wouldn't do.

Brett started counting down, telling Izabella to open the door.