Master Odell’s Secret Ex-wife

Chapter 2042

Isabel told herself that she was going to do it with Roland tonight regardless of whether he was reluctant out of principle or out of sheer unwillingness.

To her surprise, before she could apply the seduction techniques she had learned online to practice, the man vigorously turned around and faced her.

She barely had a glimpse of the look in his eyes before he palmed her face in his hands and drew in abruptly. His face instantly enlarged in her lens just before their lips locked tightly.

He did not seem to be a very adept kisser. He moved around back and forth a few times around her lips before he managed to slip through her teeth and enter her tongue.

She felt his palm seething with heat pressing against the small of her back, and with a quick toss, her feet were thrown into the air.

He hugged her and kissed her hungrily, then he flung her onto the bed. At some point amidst their passion, Isabel seemed to hear him growl, "Isabel, you were the one who started this.”

Then, she was entirely consumed by the fiery passion. There was not a chance that she could have remembered what he said to her at all.

Meanwhile, Decker drove back to Isabel's place after Roland snatched Isabel away from him.

There was a lot of traffic on the way back, so he only managed to tail Roland's car for a while before losing sight of him. Still, he could tell that they were heading back to Isabel's place, which was why he immediately came home to intercept them.Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

However, it was no use. The door was shut, and the lights inside were not switched on. Isabel's unit was as quiet as it had been over the past few days.

Roland did not take her home! If so, where could he have taken her?

After repeatedly slamming the doorbell and failing to draw a response from inside the unit, he angrily thumped his fist against the door.

Then, he reached for his phone and dialed Isabel’s phone number. He heard it ring through its entirety without anyone picking up.

If she was awake, she would have hung up on him or blocked his number. She would not have let it ring to the end! What if she was sleeping with Roland? His face darkened at the very thought. He reached for his phone and called his most trusted subordinate.

The moment the call was connected, he ordered sharply," Roland is in Westchester. Find out his address and his current occupation immediately!"

The Roland he saw tonight was hardly reminiscent of the same Roland he saw roughly a year ago, the one who had to leave Southboro with his mother in a state of disgrace. It looked like he had shaken off the humiliation and carried himself with a distinct haughtiness.

He must have managed to elevate his position here in Westchester. After hanging up, Decker put down his phone and walked into the elevator.

There was no chance he could find Isabel tonight. It was useless to continue worrying about it, thus he would rather take a break and come up with other solutions.

He got out of the elevator, exited the building, and got into his car. It did not take long before he drove to a nearby five- star hotel, the first hotel he stayed in when he first arrived in Westchester. He had a room in the presidential suite on the top floor.

As soon as he opened the door, a woman dressed in sexy lingerie threw herself into his arms.

He grimaced.

Isabella pressed herself into him and looked at him with puppy eyes. "Where have you been? What took you so long to come back?"

Decker pursed his lips and promptly wiped away the coldness in his eyes, replacing it with an affectionate look. He gently patted her head. "| went out to see some friends.”

“Really? How come | heard about you attending the opening banquet of 'Legend of the Goddess'?" Isabella pouted and looked wounded.

Decker was not in the mood to coax her and make her feel good about herself. He stated curtly, 'Yeah, | invested in the show and had to show up as a formality."

With that, he moved her to the side and sat on the couch.

Isabella followed him and sat next to him on the couch, wrapping herself around his arm while muttering in an aggrieved voice, "Decker, Isabel managed to steal the female lead of 'Legend of the Goddess’ away from me and even made people rally against me online. She even refused to acknowledge me at least just for the media to see, so why are you still investing in that show?’

Decker frowned and was quickly growing impatient.

Having mingled in the entertainment industry for some time, Isabella quickly sensed his subtle changes of emotion and shifting gestures. She quickly averted her tone and clarified, "| don’t mean to blame you. | just have a feeling you care a lot about Isabel. | get jealous when | think about it because | like you and you alone."

This seemed to please Decker. He turned to Isabella, this time with a genuine smile. "| don't care about any other

women. It was nothing but a simple investment because | saw potential in that show."