Chapter 250 What Good Will My Death Do?
Isabella stood by the door, listening to the conversation, her hands unconsciously
clenched. She wanted to rush in and curse, but considering the consequences, she
realized that rushing in would only embarrass herself.
Dariel and Corey were simply mocking her. Even if she exposed them on the spot, they
would only think she was angry out of embarrassment and dismiss her with a few
teasing words.
She took a deep breath, suppressed her anger, and quietly tiptoed downstairs again. As
she turned the corner, she bumped into Natasha.
“What’s wrong?” she inquired.
Isabella didn’t change her expression, pulled her friend back into the room, and shared
what she had overheard.
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“Oh my goodness! Those idiots were playing with their lives!”
Isabella poured a glass of water, took a big gulp, and leaned against the edge of the
table to compose herself. Natasha sat next to her and said, “Seth probably doesn’t
know about this.”
In all honesty, Isabella didn’t care whether Seth knew or not. What bothered her now
was what he would think. She had been giving him the cold shoulder for several days,
but out of nowhere, she felt the urge to rush out and give him CPR.
Considering all these events, it felt like a game of cat and mouse.
“Natasha, if you ever get the chance, don’t let Dariel off the hook,” she said through
gritted teeth as if Dariel was right in front of her.
Natasha sneered. “I don’t need you to tell me that. I want to strangle him!”
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Just as she finished speaking, there was a knock at the door. Isabella composed
herself and went to open the door. Then came Freya peeking in. “There’s a buffet
upstairs and a masquerade later. Bella, why don’t you take a shower and join us?”
Isabella was in no mood for fun and instinctively looked for an excuse to refuse.
Freya replied, “I heard Mr. Shaffer woke up. It doesn’t seem too serious. He even went
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