Master Odell’s Secret Ex-wife

Chapter 2060

Isabella was glaring at her viciously.

It was quite clear that she could not fathom nor accept how Isabel managed to play it off with such confidence and coolness. Upon noticing Isabel's gaze on her, she immediately turned away from her sight.

Isabel jerked her lips into a sharp grimace.

"Isabel, Amanda is calling, do you want to answer the call right now?” Carla asked while handing a phone to her.

Isabel continued staring at Isabella who was filing toward the stage and told Carla, "Not yet."

Carla carefully put away the phone while staring perplexedly at Isabel. Triss and Ramona were casting the same strange looks at her as well.

Some of the other models who were waiting for their turn to go onstage as well as the ones who have already come off the stage were visibly confused to see Isabel still there as well. They were wondering why she was not changing out of her torn dress yet.

Isabel continued holding the hem of her dress in hand and stared intently at Isabella who was about to step on stage soon.

Isabella was staring straight ahead and pretended to not notice Isabel even though she was practically standing right in front of Isabel.

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After a brief moment when the model was halfway through the runway, they heard the host giving the cue. "And next up, we have our beautiful Isabella Brunson!"

Isabella put on her best smile and promptly stepped onto the stage.

She was wearing a strapless tuxedo dress tugged snugly around her chest that tastefully revealed her cleavage. The hem of the dress was fairly long and dragged across the floor.

Just as she was about to step onto the stage, Isabel took a large stride forward. The very moment the spotlights were cast on Isabella, Isabel planted her feet directly on top of the train of the dress.

The audience, the host, and all the models waiting for their turn to step on stage, even the netizens watching from home were equally horrified by what they were seeing.

Isabella was completely oblivious to what was happening and continued marching forward. After another step, she heard a sharp tear. The front of her dress was forcefully jerked downward.

The fabric slid off to reveal the full shape of her chest, albeit with pads to cover them appropriately. This did not change the fact that her naked torso was fully exposed for the world to see.

"Ah!" she cried out in terror.

Everyone at the scene as well as the netizens who were watching from home were flabbergasted.

No words could describe their shock.

Immediately following the scream, Isabella spun around hastily.

Only to see Isabel who was just hastily withdrawing her foot from the train of her dress.

She was frantically pulling the dress up to cover herself when she froze solid. Her complexion immediately darkened by several shades as she screeched, "Isabel!"

Isabel winked at her before walking back backstage.

Isabella had completely lost her mind by this stage. The fashion show was the last thing she cared about. Upon pulling up her dress, she stomped toward Isabel.

"Isabel, I'll kill you!" she screeched like a banshee, ignoring everyone around her. Isabel ignored her and continued pacing away calmly, all while still holding the hem of her skirt.

Carla, Triss, and Ramona sensed that the situation was escalating rapidly. They hurriedly followed after Isabella to try to get hold of her before she could attack Isabel.

Isabella was hardly herself at that point. They barely managed to talk some sense into her before she brazenly shoved Carla out of the way and made to claw at the back of Isabel's hair.

Isabel immediately turned around when she heard Carla's yelp when she was shoved away.

Only moments before Isabella would grab her, she kicked her legs out like a seasoned fighter and sent Isabella flying several meters away.

It was so quiet backstage that one could hear a pin drop.

Carla, Triss, and Ramona were utterly speechless.