Chloe pretended to act in Isabella's best interest and threw all the unfinished dinner into the trash. Here, Chloe found a long-awaited sense of satisfaction.
That damn bitch, did she think she could challenge Chloe just because she had become a member of the Lombardi family? Heh, Chloe would make sure Isabella understood that she couldn't escape her control even if she were dead.
Isabella was trapped in agony, feeling somewhat lost, as Chloe continued to taunt her.
"Isabella, if you want to look even more beautiful in your clothes, you should learn to control your food intake. I'll be staying here for a few days, and starting tomorrow, I'll cook for you. You'll eat what I make. I promise that before I leave, I'll transform you into a slender beauty."
Transform her into a slender beauty? Did that mean withholding food from her? Isabella thought about her usual workload. If she couldn't eat properly when she got home, she wondered if she might get sick from hunger.
But Isabella didn't have the courage to refuse; she no longer dared to resist Chloe. Although she had tried to fight back once or twice, the results weren't positive. Instead, it only made Chloe crazier. Even under the watchful eyes of the bodyguards, Chloe was still capable of harming her.
Isabella had become increasingly insecure and had lost her courage. Watching Isabella bow her head, unable to defy her, Chloe laughed cruelly. She reached out and patted Isabella's head, rather harshly, causing Isabella to furrow her brows in pain.
Then, she got up, walked to the balcony, and sat down, gazing at the scenery outside while instructing Isabella to pour her a glass of wine.
She took great satisfaction in her high-handed, queen-like attitude, as if she were the true mistress of this place.
Isabella observed Chloe's haughty behavior and thought that perhaps Emanuele and Chloe were indeed a good match to some extent. Both of them were cruel and brought her suffering.
But Isabella believed that, compared to Chloe, Emanuele still had a semblance of humanity. At least, he protected her to some extent, even though he enjoyed tormenting her unilaterally.
Chloe, on the other hand, seemed like a person possessed by a demon, devoid of emotions and humanity. Torturing Isabella simply brought her joy, and she hadn't killed her, probably because she lacked the capability. But if Chloe had the power and influence that Emanuele did, she would surely kill her without hesitation.
At the thought of Chloe possibly staying here for several days, Isabella began to feel nauseated. She also wondered what Emanuele's reaction would be when he returned.
But today, Emanuele hadn't come back.
While Isabella went to sleep, Chloe remained in the living room. Chloe had even dressed in her most beautiful dress and applied a meticulous makeup. She had hoped that when Emanuele saw her, there would be a glint of admiration in his eyes.
But to her annoyance, she waited for a long time and Emanuele didn't return. Could it be that he knew she was here and was deliberately avoiding her?
Chloe thought of the man's cold and ruthless countenance, the last time he was willing to kill for Isabella. But Chloe believed that was because they weren't familiar with each other yet. Once they got to know each other better, everything would be fine. If he could tolerate someone like Isabella, a fat, worthless bitch, how could he not like her? As long as they had more interactions, she was certain Emanuele would grow fond of her.
However, today, Emanuele had indeed not returned.
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