Chapter 134 Shifting Alliances
“D’mn straight.” The crowd of slackers kept fanning the flames, completely dominating the line.
Unloading their garbage, Isaac felt his internal fury hitting peak velocity.
Specifically their claims that Isabella was just a country hick who deserved to take the fallback, along reminders of how he used to reject her in favor of coddling Hannah like a prize asset.
Every single word sliced through his chest like a razor-sharp blade.
His chest heaving with suffocating guilt, he roared back through the line, “Are you guys completely of your minds?
“Hannah is the absolute source of the rot this time.
“Furthermore, Isabella didn’t deliver a single punch during that campus altercation.
“The Wayne brothers were simply executing an airtight penalty for a direct hit.
“Isabella is the absolute, blameless victim here; by what right should she swallow this disrespect?
“You guys are completely, hopelessly unhinged.
“And since you love tracking my past data, let’s look at the metrics-I treated Hannah better than life it and how the hell did she repay my loyalty?!
“Isabella is my actual, biological sister.
“Go straight to hell, all of you!
“If you lack the balls to clear a cash lifeline, so be it!
“I don’t give a single d*mn about your money anyway!
“And I’m officially terminating my access to your liquidation channels!” annels!”
Trembling with pure rage, Isaac grabbed his backpacks overflowing with limited-edition luxury assets an stormed out of the lounge.
His original strategy was leveraging his social network to liquidate his pieces for maximum cash flow, yei every single one of them flaked on him while demanding he crawl back to Adrian.
Bowing his head meant allowing them to continue breaking Isabella.
By what absolute right?
Isabella was his actual little sister, for crying out loud.
Why on earth should he sacrifice Isabella just to shield a parasite like Hannah?
A bunch of absolute psychopaths.
Hypocritical sycophants who only bowed to power
Isaac unleashed a torrens of silent curses, completely losing sight of the fact that he used to be the offender; because his history of coddling Hannah was logged across his entire social circle, his frier were naturally calibrated to side with her.
Kicking his lounge chair over with a violent thud, he marched clean out of the venue.
The crowd of rich slackers watched his explosive exit with a mixture of confusion and annoyance.
“Wait, what the hell? Didn’t he practically worship Hannah a minute ago?
“He kept saying Isabella was an absolute freak, so how did he pull this bizarre U-turn?”


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