Master Odell’s Secret Ex-wife

Chapter 2092

Clarice jittered between several expressions before finally settling back into a haughty scowl. She grunted stiffly. Isabella asked, "Who is her boyfriend?"

This earned her a glare from Clarice. "Who are you to ask me questions?”

Isabella stammered, "Sorry, | was just curious who her boyfriend could be."

Clarice groaned and asked, "How long has Isabel been with him?"

"| think it's only been a month or two. My friend told me that she started seeing both of them together when they started filming ‘Legend of the Goddess’, and he would visit her quite regularly."

Amonth or two? Clarice continued looking at the video Isabella showed her.

Roland had barged into the scene when Decker and Isabel were talking. Since Decker was facing away from the camera, there was no way to get a good look at his expression, but the video did offer a good view of Isabel's expression when she noticed Roland. She did not seem guilty at all when she saw him, but on the contrary, she looked quite delighted.

If she had been up to something with Decker, it would be reasonable to assume that she would at least behave somewhat shifty upon noticing Roland.Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

After that, Roland and Decker seemed to exchange several brief sentences. Judging by Decker's expression when he turned away, it must not have been a pleasant conversation.

The main question was how did Isabel come to date Roland? Roland had left Southboro more than a year ago, so how did he manage to end up with Isabel Ross, an actress?

Despite the circumstances, he was still once the heralded young master of the Brights. How humiliating to have fallen off so low to date some lowly woman like Isabel!

Clarice snorted with disdain, then she threw the phone on the table before getting up. Isabella backed away from her.

Clarice shot her a look. "If you see Decker going to see Isabel again, don't edit the footage and just send the full thing to me. If | catch you trying to deceive me again, it'll be the end of you."

Isabella gave her word. "It will not happen again.” With that, Clarice walked out of the lounge. Isabella heaved a sigh of relief. She grabbed her phone resting on the table and walked out of the lounge.

On her way out, she rewatched the video of Roland and Isabel. She recalled Clarice's reaction and the name she called out just now. She murmured the name to herself, Roland?"

So, his name was Roland?

If even someone as wealthy and influential as Clarice knew him by name, didn't it suggest that this Roland was someone of significant background as well?

She frowned uncomfortably at the prospect.

This explained why Isabel dared to dismiss big shots like Decker and Clarice. Her boyfriend was someone from a significant background all this time.

After Clarice left the lounge, a crew of hotel staff escorted her to a private section of the hotel where she took an elevator directly to the presidential suite on the top floor.

She dismissed the hotel staff before ringing the doorbell.

Shortly after that, the door opened. It was Decker's assistant who opened the door.

Upon recognizing the woman at the door, his assistant greeted her in surprise, "Miss Houston, why are you here?" Clarice smiled politely. ’I'm here for Decker. Is he here?"

"Mr. Rockwell is in the study. Let me walk you in."

"No, you can get back to work. I'll go to him myself," Clarice said curtly and invited herself in.

The assistant let her be.

Soon, Clarice was outside the study. She gently knocked on the surface of the door.

"Come in." She heard Decker's voice from inside.

She swiftly pushed the door open.

Decker was seated at a desk and was visibly startled when he recognized his visitor. He quickly masked his reaction with a pleasant smile.

"Clarice?" He rose and went up to Clarice, his eyes filled with tenderness and affection. "Why are you here?"

Clarice smiled sweetly and did not take her eyes off him the entire time." I've been missing you so | thought I'd come and see you."

Decker took her in his arms and hugged her tightly. "Why didn't you tell me?

| could have come to pick you up."

Clarice pressed her face against his chest and said softly, ‘I didn't tell you because | wanted to surprise you." "Oh." Decker smiled faintly. "Well, | am surprised."

Clarice looked up and chirped like a bird. ’Really?"

Decker met her gaze. "Of course, it’s true."

There was nothing but deep affection inside his eyes.

With that, he cupped Clarice's face in his palms and kissed her.

Clarice was first taken with shock, then she wrapped her arms around his back and hugged him tightly.

There were not many men as spectacular as Decker Rockwell, someone who was blessed with looks and status all while also being the most gentle person in the world that she knew. He might see other women at times, but she was willing to let it slide as long as she knew that she was the only woman who had his heart.