Chapter 176

Evelyn knew this wasn't the right moment to sever ties.

"Fine. As long as you clear this up, I'll hold off on releasing the video of you hiring a hitman."

Her response was crisp and decisive.

The line went dead—Isabella had already hung up.

Valentine Group CEO's Office.

Sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, gilding the entire space.

Isabella stared at the devastatingly handsome man behind the desk, her nails digging into her palms as she recalled last night's betrayal.

"Adrian, just make up any excuse. Evelyn will believe you."

She was certain he'd help her.

The lingering soreness made it hard to sit still.

Yet after over a year of emptiness, last night had finally sated her.

Adrian lounged in his leather chair, long fingers tapping the desk.

"Isabella, if you want my help, tell me who leaked those photos."

His deep voice carried a hypnotic edge.

Her pupils constricted. After a year together, she recognized that dangerous look.

"My mother. Her assistant saw you pulling Evelyn into that private room. She lost her temper."

She'd called her mother an idiot at breakfast when she found out.

Adrian's captivating peach-blossom eyes narrowed, frost flashing in their depths.

So it was Eleanor.

This family was truly revolting.

Suppressing his disgust, he said coldly, "Leave. I'll handle it."

Isabella bit her lip, the pain forcing her to retreat.

"Adrian, I'm attending Vincent's welcome banquet tonight. Gabrielle's returning today—we made plans."

She had to witness the spectacle.

At the mention of Vincent's sharp tongue, Adrian's gaze darkened. "Victor will pick you up."

Her face lit up. "I knew you'd take care of me."

Pausing, she added, "Get that video from Evelyn. Teach her a lesson."

Silence.

Her heart sank. Her mother had said true love meant unconditional protection.

"If you deny the affair, Evelyn can't fight alone. I won't be labeled a homewrecker."

With tearful eyes, she left.

The moment the door closed, murderous intent flooded Adrian's expression.

He pressed the intercom. "Victor. Now."

His assistant entered, smiling brightly. "You called, sir?"