Twisted Ties of Love (Izabella Salotti and Brett) novel Chapter 149

Izabella got in the car, the windows closed so tightly that no air could get in. It was autumn, and the temperature wasn't too low, but she broke out into a cold sweat.

The driver glanced at the rearview mirror and saw the sweat on her forehead. "Are you hot? Do you want me to turn on the air conditioning?"

"I'm not hot," Izabella shook her head, gripping her fingers tightly. "I'm cold."

Out of fear, yeah. How could she not be scared? She knew Lucas was a jerk, but she didn't expect him to owe a whopping ten million.

Ten million for Brett was like a grain of sand, but for Izabella, it was a mountain that could crush her.

Izabella looked out the window, her face seemingly covered in a thin layer of ice, ready to shatter at the slightest touch.

She glanced at the time. It was only two o'clock and she was expected by three.

Nevertheless, Izabella was quite impatient. Once she arrived at her destination, she paid her fare and exited the car. This was R City's infamous underground gambling den. She had passed by this place before, but she never went inside.

There were mainly two types of people who came here: the wealthy and the poor. Two extremes.

Instead of going in right away, Izabella found a coffee shop to sit in and started thinking about what she would do next, how she would negotiate with the people inside, and how Lucas had gotten himself into debt with them.

She had a week to come up with five million in cash. Even if she drained her body of blood, it wouldn't be enough.

Izabella usually hid her emotions when she was out, sitting calmly as if she had lost her soul, rather than thinking.

The piping hot coffee was served, and without thinking, she grasped it. It was as if she couldn't feel the heat at all until the waiter reminded her, but her hands were already red from the scalding.

In the face of the waiter's concerned look, all she did was wave her hand and say, "It's fine."