Chapter 30. The Woman Italy Thought Was Dead
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Five years later…
The morning sunlight poured beautifully across the luxurious penthouse overlooking Singapore’s skyline.
Soft footsteps echoed through the elegant hallway before a little girl suddenly jumped onto the large bed happily.
“Mama! Wake up!”
Elena’s eyes slowly opened.
For a brief second, she still remembered the darkness.
The pain.
The river.
The betrayal.
Then reality returned softly as tiny arms wrapped around her neck.
A warm smile finally appeared on Elena’s face.
“Good morning, Bella.”
Little Isabella giggled happily before kissing her cheek.
Five years ago, doctors believed Elena might never wake up from the coma.
But fate somehow gave her another chance.
A second life.
A stronger life.
And this time…
She refused to return to Italy.
Refused to return to the painful world Adrian De Luca destroyed.
With Camilla’s help and protection, Elena rebuilt herself slowly in Singapore after waking up.
No longer the weak girl treated like a servant.
No longer the forgotten lover abandoned by fate.
Instead—
She became one of the most successful women in Singapore.
Using her extraordinary talent in fashion design, Elena launched her own luxury fashion empire that quickly shocked Asia and Europe alike.
Luxury handbags.
Elegant dresses.
Jewelry.
Exclusive accessories.
Everything designed personally by her carried beauty, emotion, and quiet strength.
And the brand name?
ISABELLENA.
A beautiful blend of:
Isabella — her mother’s name.
Bella — her daughter.
And Elena — herself.
The name soon became one of the most luxurious and expensive fashion brands in Singapore.
Celebrities wore her designs.
Royal families purchased her collections.
Fashion magazines called her:
“The Ice Queen of Luxury Fashion.”
“The Mysterious Designer of Singapore.”
“The Woman Who Redefined Elegance.”
Yet nobody in Italy recognized the woman Elena had become.
Because the soft, broken girl they once knew no longer existed.
Now Elena carried herself with calm confidence, elegance, and quiet power.
Meanwhile little Isabella grew beautifully under endless love.
The little girl was intelligent, playful, and strangely obsessed with music just like Elena once was.
Sometimes at night, Elena still sang softly to Bella while brushing her hair.
The same melody she once sang with Adrian years ago.
Unknown to her—
Bella inherited Adrian’s eyes completely.
One afternoon inside the massive ISABELLENA headquarters in Singapore, reporters surrounded Elena excitedly after another successful luxury launch event.
“Miss Elena, your company just became the number one luxury accessories brand in Singapore. How do you feel?”
Elena smiled calmly beneath the flashing cameras.
“Success doesn’t happen overnight,” she answered gracefully. “Sometimes pain teaches people how to rebuild themselves stronger.”
Meanwhile far away in Italy…
Adrian De Luca remained untouchable as ever.
Still cold.
Still feared.
Still ruling both business and the underground world.
Leonardo had already turned five and was treated like a little prince inside the De Luca family.
But despite having everything—
Adrian strangely never found peace.
Because deep inside him…
A forgotten melody still haunted his heart.
- Writer
