Chapter 110
Chapter 110
4.念78%
+13
“Madam Weiss…” Amalia quickly greeted when she spotted Cecil and Calen walking inside the room. “I–I didn’t know you would come.” If she’d had known, she would have immediately asked Izzy to leave!
“I have been busy. I forgot to call. I hope you don’t mind,” Cecil said.
“Of course,” Amalia replied, glancing at Monica, who immediately changed her expression when she saw Calen.
“I didn’t think you would have the guts to come.” Cecil took a step forward, her gaze locking onto Izzy. “You may think showing up here was a power move,” Cecil said, her voice calm. “But you owe this family more than an apology. What you did deserves consequences, and we will be pursuing legal action. Rest assured, Isabella, we will not settle for anything less than justice.”
Izzy chuckled softly, shaking her head as if Cecil’s words were little more than an amusing joke. “Justice? You mean you want a bigger payout, right? Well, go on then,” she said. “File your case. Drag your perfect son’s dirty laundry into the courtroom. I’ll be waiting.” She arched a brow, daring Cecil to press further. “I mean… a fickle man who can’t even manage his private life is something that many people would trust to handle a multimillion–dollar company, right?”
The tension in the room thickened as Cecil’s gaze sharpened, her lips pressing into a thin line. Izzy’s unrelenting confidence grated on her nerves. Did the girl truly believe she held all the cards? Cecil had made her own preparations.
The restaurant had no CCTV footage, and the waitstaff confirmed that no one nearby could have seen or overheard anything that happened that night. With no solid evidence to contradict Monica’s version of events, Cecil was convinced Izzy was bluffing.
Did Izzy really think Cecil wouldn’t have the guts to take this to court? Or perhaps she was relying on the threat of scandal- on the fact that a lawsuit would inevitably drag Calen’s infidelity and Monica’s betrayal into the media spotlight, tarnishing the Weiss family’s reputation. If that was her strategy, it was a bold one.
Cecil stepped forward, her voice low but laced with steel. “You’re playing with fire, Izzy,” she said, each word deliberate and heavy with warning. “You might be enjoying this little game now, but you won’t be laughing when the flames consume you.” “You’re all talk, Madam Weiss,” Izzy taunted. “I’ve been waiting for your lawyers. Do you want me to wait forever?”
Amalia shifted uncomfortably, her mind whirling with desperate thoughts. She never expected Izzy to actually have this kind of attitude towards Madam Weiss! What was she thinking!? “Wait,” Amalia interjected, stepping between them. Her smile was strained, held together by sheer willpower. “There’s no need for that, Izzy. Let’s not escalate things. We can handle this within the family. If you would just… apologize to Monica and compensate her appropriately, we can avoid any mess.” Izzy tilted her head, clearly amused. “Ah, there it is–the real reason you wanted me here,” she said. “Money. You want me to pay you off. You just lost a member of your family and you were already thinking of the paycheck. Pathetic, isn’t it?”
“You-” Monica sat up straighter, her hands shaking. Seeing Calen again stirred emotions she had tried to suppress earlier. “You’re still part of this family! You think you’re so much better than us just because you have money? You ruined everything! If it weren’t for you-”
Izzy interrupted with a cold laugh. “If it weren’t for me, what? You’d still be sneaking around, betraying everyone who trusted you? Or… you’d be sneaking around, asking people for their money to kill your baby.”
“Izzy, that’s enough,” Calen said. “You’ve said too much. Don’t forget, Monica just lost her child.”
Izzy snorted. “Right… of course, she just lost your child.”
Hearing the nonchalance in Izzy’s voice, Monica’s face twisted in rage. Tears welled in her eyes as she clutched the
11:29 San, 9 Eeb o
Chapter 110
4.78%
bedsheets, lowering her gaze. Her shoulders trembled as though overtaken by grief. Slowly, she began to cry, her tears flowing freely.
“I never meant for any of this to happen,” she sobbed softly. “Izzy, please… I’ve made mistakes, but I didn’t want things to end this way. I loved Calen… I couldn’t help it. But I’ve learned my lesson. I’ve paid the price. Isn’t that enough?”
Izzy’s gaze hardened. Monica’s theatrics weren’t lost on Amalia, who rushed to her daughter’s side, patting her arm as if to comfort her.
“See?” Amalia said to Izzy, seizing the moment. “Monica’s willing to take responsibility. She’s willing to make amends. Can’t you find it in your heart to forgive her? You already murdered her child, and yet she’s willing to forgive you. We’re all family, Izzy. Family forgives. Family supports each other.”
“Family?” Izzy echoed, her voice low and dangerous. “You’ve been using that word a lot today, Aunt Amalia. But tell me since when did ‘family‘ mean manipulating and betraying each other for personal gain?”
Monica whimpered pathetically. “I… I just wanted to be happy, Izzy. I never wanted to hurt you but you- you actually killed my child.”
Izzy crossed her arms. “You know, Monica?” she said with a smile. “I didn’t think you were so good at acting. If I didn’t know you now, I might have believed how pitiful you look.” She took a slow step forward. “Let me make one thing clear. You want to sue me? Go ahead. But if you think crying and begging will make me roll over and hand you a blank check, you’re sorely mistaken.”
“What a heartless bitch,” Cecil muttered, glaring at Izzy. She said nothing further, knowing the younger woman wouldn’t be intimidated.
Meanwhile, Monica continued to weep, occasionally glancing at Calen for support. Yet the man remained stoic.
Finally, Izzy sighed and turned toward the door. “I’ve had enough of this little reunion. Good luck with your lawsuit. You’re going to need it.”
“Izzy!” Amalia called out in a last–ditch effort. “Think of the damage this will cause to all of us. The media will dig into everything. Isn’t there some way we can settle this peacefully?”
Izzy paused and glanced over her shoulder, her gaze sharp. “You’re the ones who want a settlement. You’re the ones who betrayed me. You want peace? Earn it.”
Without another word, Izzy walked out, the heavy slam of the door reverberating through the tense silence she left behind.
“Madam Weiss… I…” Amalia began, her voice uncertain, but the words caught in her throat as Calen suddenly bolted from the room without a second glance.
“Calen!” Monica gasped, her eyes widening in shock as he ran after Izzy, his footsteps echoing down the hallway. The sting of his dismissal cut deep. She had just lost their child! Yet there he was, abandoning her in her grief without a word of comfort. Her hands clenched into fists, nails digging into her palms.
Amalia stumbled forward in disbelief. “Madam Weiss, please! Izzy is-”
Sadly, she was silenced once again as Cecil brushed past her with an icy glare, marching swiftly out of the room, following after Calen without sparing Monica or Amalia a single look.
The sound of the door closing behind Cecil echoed like a death knell. Dumbfounded, Amalia stood frozen. She slowly turned to her daughter, her eyes wide with confusion. “They… they didn’t even care to ask how you were.”
Monica let out a bitter, trembling laugh filled with venom. Her tear–streaked face twisted in anger.
11:29 9an, 9 Feb
Chapter 110
78%1
13
“They didn’t come here for me, Mom. None of them did,” she hissed, her voice cracking. “They came for Izzy. Always Izzy”
Her hands tightened around the bedsheets as her rage surged. “Calen didn’t even look at me,” she said through gritted teeth. “Our baby’s gone… and he couldn’t even stay. He ran after her like I didn’t even exist. That bitch! She’s always been a shadow over my life!” Monica’s eyes burned with fury, her hatred for Izzy now deeper than ever.
78%
Chapter 111
