Chapter 1561
No.1
She hugged the pillow and lay back down on the bed, trying to relax. But her mind kept flashing images of Eleanor and Victoria's cold, indifferent faces. They contrasted sharply with Oliver's and Nathaniel's trusting expressions. The two scenes were as different as night and day.
A tiny crack had formed in her icy heart. It was spreading slowly, almost imperceptibly growing wider... The detention room was bitterly cold, but the world outside was in complete chaos.
Not far from the police station, Maxwell, Harrison, and a few others stood in a tight circle. Many unfamiliar faces were also present, all taking turns discussing the situation.
"We need to find a way to get the Boss out."
"I say we just break her out of jail!"
"Should we blow the whole place up?"
"Maybe we should bring in an expert to handle this."
"The best solution is to involve Kirk. He can solve this and help the Boss! He'd be thrilled to help!"
As soon as someone said that, everyone pulled out their phones, ready to take action. Julian rushed over and said coolly, "Everyone, go home and wait calmly for news."
No.2
"Huh? Why should we? Julian, why are you so unconcerned about the Boss? You've worked together for five years! You should be the most worried about her!" Maxwell said, his face full of confusion.
Julian's expression turned serious. "She went in willingly. Besides, she has her own strategy. No one is allowed to ruin her plan!"
"Plan? No way! Is it like what she did at the Auto Show? Or that time at the Guci showdown? Does she have a plan to turn the tables?" someone asked.
"Exactly. This time, when her plan succeeds, it will draw blood. Just wait and see," Julian replied.
Everyone there started to feel excited and cheered. "Hurray! The Boss has a plan! This is the best news!"
"Why did the Boss tell you her plans and not us? Does she like you?"
Julian froze. 'Why would she like me?'
He glanced at the luxury cars driving away in the distance, pushed away his inappropriate feelings, and responded indifferently, "You talk too much. Do you want to lose your tongue? Everyone, go home. Don't you dare ruin her plan! If you do, I won't let any of you get away!"
"Yes, yes, yes, the Boss's husband!" the crowd teased as they dispersed.
No.3
The scene went unnoticed by the wider world. Meanwhile, the entire internet was still hurling abuse at Isabella, growing more aggressive by the hour. Gabriella even hired someone to release a video. In the video, Isabella could be seen picking up the strawberry. When she thought no one was looking, she sneakily tossed it into a nearby trash can. The internet exploded with fury!
Isabella must have planted the poison. Why else wouldn't she eat the strawberry? Why else would she secretly throw it away? It was unbelievable! Evil-hearted! Scheming b*tch!
Within two days, news of the 12 poisoned models had spread globally. It was inevitable, given the number of famous models involved. Isabella was also a well-known, wealthy female CEO. Her popularity was sky-high. Even people who didn't follow entertainment gossip knew all about it.
Isabella had become a vicious murderer in the public's eyes. Conversely, a video of Victoria defending Isabella also went viral online. As the only one of the 12 models who believed in Isabella, she was hailed as the number one kind-hearted angel.
Victoria Kensington hadn't slept properly in days.
The case remained unresolved without Isabella Montgomery's confession.
Without airtight, irrefutable evidence, the loopholes kept the investigation open.
Isabella's refusal to admit guilt left Victoria constantly on edge.
She couldn't shake the fear that Isabella might suddenly turn the tables.
No.4
This situation demanded immediate resolution.
Victoria grabbed her phone and texted Isadora Vasquez.
"Handle it now. Pressure the eleven supermodels to escalate the case."
Those supermodels were notoriously arrogant and hot-tempered.
They'd never tolerated newcomers stealing their spotlight.
They undoubtedly harbored deep resentment toward Isabella.
They'd witnessed her stunning performance at the Auto Show.
Failing to crush her now would threaten their future dominance.
Under Isadora's instigation, all models gathered at the police station.
No.5
They demanded Isabella immediately confess her crimes.
They insisted she sign compensation agreements.
They required public apologies from her.
Victoria and Isadora drove toward the station together.
Inside the car, Isadora asked with concern, "What did Theodore Montgomery say? Did he agree to expel Isabella from the family?"
"That stubborn old fool," Victoria spat out angrily. "He insists he believes Isabella. He won't even discuss it unless she's proven guilty!"
Isadora offered reassurance. "Don't anger yourself. The outcome is inevitable. It's merely a timing issue."
Their conversation ended as the car arrived.
Dozens of fans and reporters swarmed outside the station.
No.6
Global media outlets covered the unfolding scandal.
A satisfied smile curled Victoria's lips.
Isadora was correct. Victory was assured.
The situation had exploded beyond control.
Current evidence made reversal nearly impossible for Isabella.
Victoria stepped out of the car.
Reporters immediately surrounded her, shoving microphones forward.
"How much compensation are you seeking?"
"What's the Montgomery family's stance on Isabella's poisoning scandal?"
No.7
Victoria had applied makeup to appear exceptionally pale.
She'd subtly reddened her eyes to simulate sleeplessness.
She faced the cameras with a pained expression. "I've stated repeatedly. My sister didn't plant that poison. She isn't that kind of person. She's being framed. Please, let me through. I've hired the best lawyer for her. He'll arrive shortly."
She and Isadora pushed through the crowd together.
Admiring sighs followed them. "All other models are furious, but Victoria alone still believes her. She's too kind-hearted."
"Truly the number one pure-hearted goddess. After all these years, she remains spotless and innocent."
"It's baffling. Both are from the Montgomery family. How did Victoria become so lovely while Isabella turned so wicked?"
Victoria's heart swelled with smug satisfaction at the praise.
Externally, she maintained her mask of concerned kindness.