Love's Perfect Match

Chapter 550 Something’s Fishy About Isabel

"I'm not lying to you! We're in a relationship, to begin with! I—"

Yozan wasn't one to be easily fooled, though. Folding his arms across his chest, he replied with a twinkle of mischief

in his eyes, "All right, I'll believe you if you dare to kiss him."

Cecelia cast a glance at Hank's sullen face before throwing in the towel instantly. "That's so wicked of you! Forget it.

I can't bring myself to do that, especially with his girlfriend standing right here."

Yelena shuddered all over at being mentioned all of a sudden. "Huh? Uh, well—"

Yozan replied, "The love story between Hank Damazio and Yelena Sullivan has long been in the news, not to

mention their faces were printed so clearly in newspapers and magazines. Do you honestly think I don't know

anything because I've just come back from overseas?" The more he watched how Cecelia took advantage of her

beauty to purposely go against him, the angrier he got. He couldn't help but put out his hand and pinch her cheek,

causing her to wince in pain. "How I wish I could crack your head open and see what the hell's inside."

Hank said, "Alright, you two go ahead and flirt with one another. We're not joining you." With that, he wrapped his

arm around Yelena's shoulders and left leisurely, ignoring Cecelia's cries of pain from behind.

…

Arthur had asked for two days at first. At the last moment, however, he requested a one-day extension of the

deadline so that he could have three days to make his decision.

Instead of getting anxious, Callum and Elspeth just waited quietly.

After getting divorced, she moved temporarily into her own villa and told Isabel to go back to her home. Watching

Elspeth pack her belongings, Isabel asked with a trace of worry on her face, "Elspeth, are you really moving out of

here?"

Elspeth gave her a gentle smile. "Yeah, I'm moving back to my home for now. It's not appropriate for me to live with

him anymore now that we've divorced."

Isabel pressed her suitcase down with a determined look. "Elspeth, please take me with you. I can take care of Miss

Joneson and do the housework. Just don't leave me alone in that house." In reality, the house was a villa with a

garden attached, and its entire layout was designed to her liking. Still, she felt uncomfortable thinking that Gilbert

had done this for her. She was so reluctant to return to the house that she would rather live with Elspeth and Helia

instead.

Normally, Elspeth would always dance to her tune, but she suddenly became especially distant at this moment. She

shook her head, saying, "I'm afraid I can't, Isabel. My mom has gotten kind of ill again, so I have to treat her for

that. I may not be able to take care of you for a while, you know."

"I won't be a burden on you two," Isabel replied with her stomach in knots. She was extremely afraid of being

abandoned, especially by those whom she cherished very much.

"Why would you say that? You won't be a burden, of course. It's just that I need to treat my mom in complete

isolation. If you really want to come over, just wait a few days until I'm done treating her, okay?"

Even though Elspeth relented and even gave in, Isabel couldn't help feeling that something was amiss. She didn't

know what it was, but something just didn't feel right. However, now that Elspeth had said so, she had no choice but

to stop being unreasonable. She took a step back and watched the lady leave.

Helia sat in the passenger seat with a complicated look on her face. "Elspeth, why aren't you letting Isabel come

with us?" It pained her a lot when she saw how disappointed Isabel looked just now. Furthermore, she had a distinct

feeling that Elspeth didn't actually want Isabel to come with them. However, Elspeth must have her own reasons for

doing so, which was why she didn't speak for Isabel just now.

Elspeth thought about it for a moment. If she really wanted to ensure Helia's safety, she had to tell her the truth

about what had happened. "Mom, you noticed that too, didn't you?"

"What do you mean?"

"Something's fishy about Isabel."

Helia instantly turned pale at her words. "What? What's fishy about her?"

"You still remember the previous incident where you fell unconscious after coming back from grocery shopping?

Also, the news that you're still alive was spread across the internet after that."

Needless to say, Helia knew these things very well; it was just that she had been convalescing in the hospital at the

time and thus hadn't cared much about what was going on in the outside world. Nevertheless, this was a thorn in

her flesh. "Don't tell me Isabel had something to do with this?"

Elspeth explained, "Yes, of course. She approached you on purpose and doped you with a non-lethal drug that

would make you unconscious for a brief period. She was also the one who had those pictures of yours taken. She

deliberately met you outside to allow those people to identify their target."

Each word Elspeth said sounded more terrifying than the last, making Helia feel as though she had survived a

disaster. "No wonder you refused to let her come with us just now no matter what. Turns out it was because of this."

A look of dilemma flitted across Elspeth's eyes. "I know Isabel isn't evil by nature, and I didn't really want to be on

guard against her. It's just that I've been doing something these days, so I have to keep her near the Winthrop

Residence."

Helia's eyes flickered. "What is it that you're doing?"

Elspeth took a deep breath while tightening her grip on the steering wheel. "I can't give it away for now for the sake

of secrecy. When the matter is over, I'll tell you everything about this."

Knowing that Elspeth knew her own mind, Helia naturally wouldn't question her further about it, so she nodded

without saying another word.

Three days passed in a flash. Today, Arthur arrived in person at the Winthrop Residence with his assistant, having

decided to negotiate the deal here. The moment he stepped into the house, he noticed that its furnishings were

almost the same as before, upon which all sorts of feelings welled up in his heart. This place will belong to me very

soon, he thought.

Callum and Elspeth had yet to come back, so only Margot was present for the time being. When she saw Arthur,

she choked up with tears in her eyes.

There was already nothing left of Arthur's filial affection for Margot. At this very moment, however, he was still

willing to pretend to be a dutiful son to his mother. "Mom."

Margot never expected he would still be willing to call her 'Mom,' and her heart melted a little as a result. After all,

she had personally brought him up and cared for him; she had already grown attached to him even if he wasn't her

own child. "Hey, what brings you here today all of a sudden?" Not knowing that he was about to acquire the

Winthrop Group, she thought he had come back to take a look out of nostalgia. She even wanted to tidy up the

house, offering to prepare dinner for him herself.

"It's not necessary, Mom. I didn't come back for dinner today. I'm here because I've got something to discuss with

Callum."

Margot smiled. "What is it that you want to discuss with him?"

Arthur shook his head. "You'll know that in a moment." He wasn't ready to tell her right now lest she had a heart

problem after learning about it.

He walked around before eventually stopping near the door to Blake's room. It wasn't that he had any ideas about

Blake; it was that the door actually had a pink sticker of 'My Melody' on it, which looked quite adorable. This isn't

Blake's style, he thought to himself. Then, he took several steps forward and came up to the door.