Sweetheart, Do You Still Love Me?

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.