Semua Bab Marrying My Ex-Fiancé's Cousin: Bab 181 - Bab 190

After saying that, Isolde raised her hand and tossed the plate of seafood risotto, plate and all, into the trash without hesitation. It landed with a loud clatter.Alan froze. He had just taken over the Princetons and worked nonstop without sleep. Even so, he had gone into the kitchen at dawn and prepared the dish with care. In the end, she could not spare even a single bite.Jealousy, resentment, and rage flared together, a blaze that burned through his chest. "Bruce. Bruce! After only three months together, did he carve such a deep mark in her heart? A mark so deep that it erased the three years she spent with me?!'Alan clenched his fists until his knuckles turned white. Then he returned to the kitchen and came back with another identical plate of risotto. Obsession filled his eyes."Bruce is already dead." His voice stayed low. "He will never make anything for you again in this lifetime. As time passes, you will forget what his cooking even tasted like."He set the plate in fr

Isolde sneered, "Leave? Right now I have no power, no status, and no one to rely on. If I leave, I'll either be dragged back by Alan or ambushed by you halfway."If nothing good is going to come out of it anyway, why not flip the table and watch it all fall apart? If everyone goes down together, isn't that more fun?"After speaking, she ignored the flustered Sandra and turned straight to Alan. "Alan, didn't Maxime try to piece together a paternity test before? Where is that result? You might as well send someone to retrieve it properly."Alan's pupils constricted as a thought struck him. "How much do you know?""Everything," Isolde replied curtly. "The truth is on that piece of paper."Alan did not ask anything else. He lifted his chin toward the men behind him. "Go. Get the paternity test Maxime pieced together. Investigate everything he handled and did during this period. I want the full truth."Sandra's face drained of color. Her body trembled slightly, her heart pounding with

"This kind of thing? What kind of thing?" Isolde pressed, advancing one step at a time. "Poison?"Lynette panicked and blurted out, "Just a laxative. It won't kill anyone. I'm not like you. I wouldn't murder someone!"The moment the words left her mouth, Lynette realized her mistake. She clapped a hand over her lips, but the damage was done.Alan's eyes turned ice-cold. "Lynette Williams, you've got a lot of nerve."With the truth exposed, Lynette dropped all pretense and admitted it outright. "So what if I added a laxative? You killed Mrs. Princeton and framed Sandra. Don't you deserve punishment?"It'd only make you suffer diarrhea for a few days. That's nothing more than a warning. For a vicious woman like you, this counts as mercy. I'm carrying out justice on behalf of God. What's wrong with that?"Isolde laughed, unable to restrain herself.She turned toward Alan, whose face had darkened. "Alan, do you see this? This is what you call protecting me? You lock me beside you. D

Isolde lounged against the sofa, her posture loose and indolent.A teasing glint flashed in her eyes as she provoked Sandra. "You said it yourself, didn't you? With money and power, nothing is impossible. Fine. I'll just take it easy, let Alan support me, give me money to spend. That doesn't sound so bad, does it?""You!" Sandra flared, then suddenly seemed to recall something and laughed sharply. "In your dreams. How long do you think Alan will really treat you well?"She tightened her hold on the child, leaned closer to Isolde, and lowered her voice. "Isolde, are you still waiting for that paternity test? Do you know the greatest advantage of being the mistress of the Princetons?"She spoke slowly, each word heavy with absolute confidence. "It's having total control, making everyone bow. In Southbridge, whether you test one hospital, 10, 20, or even 100, the results will always be exactly what I want."Sandra's smile grew smug. "Isolde, you think a paternity test can turn things

Everyone's eyes tracked his movement and fixed on the final line of the report.[DNA analysis confirms there is no blood relation between Alan Princeton and Ethan Princeton]The bold black words seared into Alan's retinas like a red-hot brand."H-How could this be? No… No blood relation?" Someone read it aloud, disbelief thick in their voice.The mourning hall fell into stunned silence for a heartbeat, then erupted into chaos. Low murmurs and shocked exclamations rippled through the crowd. Everyone reeled from the earth-shattering revelation.Sandra's smug expression froze, then shattered into raw terror."Impossible! This can't be real!" she screamed, her eyes bulging as panic took hold.She had used her power and an overwhelming fortune to control every step, guaranteeing absolute success. She had personally confirmed that the data was altered before the reports were released."Why impossible?" Isolde's calm voice rang out, edged with faint mockery. "Everything is written in