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Isaac glanced down at Hannak, his lips curling into a cold smirk as he threw her own words back at her- the same ones Isabella had used on him earlier. “Too late.”
His tone was icy, detached Without a second thought, he shoved her out onto the driveway as if discarding a piece of trash.
“Take her into the city. She doesn’t get to stay anywhere near the estate.
“If she refuses to go, dump her wherever.”
Isaac’s voice remained frigid as he issued the order to Hannah’s driver, who stood frozen in shock but quickly nodded, not daring to argue.
This is insane. How does the usually laid–back Mr. Powell turn into this? What the hell does Ms. Powell even do?
Hannah was beyond humiliated. Being tossed out like garbage in front of everyone–with luxury cars occasionally passing by and neighbors potentially watching–was more than she could bear.
At any moment, someone from another wealthy family might drive past and witness her disgrace.
Covering her face in shame, she sobbed, “Fine, I’ll leave! I’m going right now!
“Jacob–get me out of here, now!”
She scrambled into the car Jacob had pulled up, not daring to look back, and urged him to speed away from the estate.
Once Hannah’s car disappeared from view, Isaac shot a cold glance toward the staff lingering around the neighboring mansions before turning to leave.
He had never cared much about other people’s opinions anyway–that was why he’d always run with other trust–fund kids who lived by their own rules. Their stares didn’t faze him in the slightest.
In fact, he was almost glad they’d seen it. This way, Hannah’s days of walking around like she owned the place were over. From now on, she wouldn’t be able to hide behind the Powell name to buily Isabella or act like she belonged.
Good riddance. Isabella isn’t even part of the family anymore. What gives Hannah the right to stay in her place?
Is she even a Powell to begin with?
His expression remained stern as he walked off, leaving the hired help whispering among themselves, stunned by the family drama they had just witnessed. Gossip in wealthy circles always traveled fast, and this was juicy stuff.
Meanwhile, inside the speeding car, Hannah wiped angrily at her tears, burning with a mix of humiliation, rage, and hatred.
an a shred of dignity–he’d dragged her out in front of everyone. So many
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The thought sent another wave of hurt through her. She dabbed her eyes, then leaned forward, her voice tight with emotion. “Jacob, I need you to do something for me.”
Fine, Isaac. If this is how you’re going to treat me, then don’t blame me for going after Isabella.
I might not be able to touch you, but I can make her life miserable.
Every bit of humiliation you’ve given me… I’ll make sure Isabella pays for it.
Inside, she was screaming–furious, broken, sobbing uncontrollably into her hands.
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The next morning, Isabella arrived at school as usual. She’d logget off and gone to sleep after her call with Eugene the night before.
Walking into the classroom, she immediately noticed Hannah glaring at her with unmistakable hatred and jealousy, eyes burning with resentment.
Isabella raised a brow, mildly surprised.
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