Chapter 1392
No.1
“You said anything,” he countered, his tone deceptively mild.
“Mommy, you always say we shouldn’t lie,” Oliver chimed in. “You have to keep your word!”
She coughed awkwardly. “I—I meant anything within reason! Not something this serious!”
Nathaniel thought for a moment. “Then a kiss. Three seconds. That should be reasonable, shouldn’t it?”
A kiss? Three seconds?
Before she could protest, Oliver cheered. “That’s so easy! Daddy and Mommy kiss all the time! You can’t say no this time, Mommy!”
Isabella froze. If she refused now, what would Oliver think?
Fine. It was just three seconds. It wasn’t like they hadn’t kissed before.
She leaned forward, looping her arms around Nathaniel’s neck.
No.2
Her lips met his.
Isabella moved with lightning speed.
Her lips met his in a sudden, electrifying contact.
Nathaniel jolted at the unexpected softness.
His eyes narrowed instinctively.
Just as he began to savor the moment, she pulled away.
She straightened in her seat, composing herself.
“Time’s up,” she stated calmly.
Had three seconds truly passed so quickly?
No.3
Nathaniel didn’t dwell on the brevity.
He slowly licked his lips, a faint smile forming.
This marked the first time Isabella initiated a kiss.
It satisfied him for now; more opportunities would arise.
Her heart raced uncontrollably.
She felt a flush of embarrassment at her boldness.
Reflecting on it, the kiss felt excessively forward.
What exactly defined their relationship now?
Sensing the awkward shift in atmosphere, she reached for her phone.
No.4
She intended to browse SilverPeak news.
Instead, her name dominated the trending section.
A post titled [Isabella: The Divine Leader!] ranked third nationwide.
She tapped to view the full content.
[Isabella rescued SilverPeak with her brilliance. She uncovered the truth and presented evidence in their defense. Who wouldn’t want a leader like Isabella?]
The comments section erupted with mixed reactions.
[CEO Montgomery is incredible! I need a leader like her!]
[How do I get assigned under her leadership? Sign me up!]
[Am I the only one concerned here? Isabella accessed someone’s call history through Vertex Communications! She holds no investigative authority or Vertex affiliation. What right did she have?]
No.5
[So wealth grants unlimited power now?]
[This implies she can freely access anyone’s private calls!]
[Vertex’s security team is incompetent! They trade customer privacy for money?]
[Admittedly, Isabella is powerful and capable, but she owes us an explanation!]
[Vertex must also provide answers!]
The discourse shifted from praise to intense criticism.
Privacy concerns dominated the conversation.
Numerous netizens flooded Isabella’s feed, demanding justification.
Isabella frowned. The situation had initially progressed smoothly.
No.6
How did it devolve into chaos? Discussions should have remained focused on SilverPeak’s vindication.
Instead, attention diverted to her actions, accompanied by harsh accusations.
Clearly, someone manipulated the narrative. But who?
Meanwhile, at the Delacroix estate…
Vivienne reclined in her private salon.
Her chief beautician administered a full-body treatment.
Cassandra entered the room. “Vivienne, the narrative is set. TitanTech users will receive notifications shortly. Soon, everyone will know how Isabella abused her wealth for misconduct!”
A mocking smirk spread across Vivienne’s lips.
Her expression radiated arrogance and vengeance.
No.7
What made Isabella believe she could compete? Isabella would pay for terrifying her with those pythons!
Public disdain for wealthy individuals misusing power ran deep. Involving user privacy could escalate into criminal charges!
With minimal effort, Vivienne could land Isabella in jail!
Hah! Isabella should have recognized her inferiority!
That same day, TitanTech users received another system notification.
Headlines previously covering Arabella and Harrison now shifted.
By evening, they screamed: [Isabella Does Whatever She Wants!]
Although Isabella retained supporters, furious keyboard warriors controlled the narrative.