Alfred’s face paled as he looked at Isabella, surprised by the dramatic change in this young woman, “Are you really going to turn against the Smith Family?”
“I was never interested in turning against anyone; the choice of whether to become my enemy lies in your hands,” Isabella said calmly.
“You say you don’t want to turn against us, yet you are still sowing discord between my husband and me?” Molly glared at Isabella, wanting to scratch her beautiful and young face.
She had never paid attention to Isabella before. She recalled in her memories that Isabella always showed up with an unnoticeable presence. When did this little girl become so attractive and powerful? Eric, that old lecher, had been eyeing her since they walked in!
Molly suddenly felt grateful that, by mercy, Isabella had
