Chapter 1601
No.1
Abandon her empire to become a... housewife?
For Alexander Whitmore?
This was utterly absurd! Her decision felt completely…
Producers, directors, and brand sponsors encircled Isabella Montgomery, their faces etched with disbelief.
“Ms. Montgomery, this must be a joke, right? You’ll have plenty of time after getting married! Why leave the industry entirely?”
“I was just about to offer you the cover for our next seasonal magazine!”
“My upcoming historical drama needs a lead actress with your exact talent and presence! It would be a tremendous loss if you retired.”
A collective sigh of disappointment rippled through the group.
Isabella held her ground, a soft smile gracing her lips. “A woman is foolish if she isn’t willing to make sacrifices for the man she loves.”
No.2
Her voice was calm, gentle. Dressed in her wedding gown, she radiated the image of the perfect devoted wife and future mother. The crowd envied the depth of her love for Alexander. The live stream chat exploded with emotional fans.
(Ah!!!! This is what real LOVE looks like! I finally believe in true love!)
[I never knew Ms. Montgomery could be so tender! It's incredible!]
[She's giving up her phenomenal career for Alexander! This is it, real love!]
[Alexander better treat her right. We're watching you!]
As heartfelt blessings poured in for the couple, Nathaniel Blackwood’s expression darkened backstage. He knew it was all an act. Yet, watching her in a wedding gown for another man, speaking with such soft affection, ignited a frozen, furious storm within him.
His chilling demeanor made Sebastian shiver. “Nathaniel, get a grip,” he whispered urgently. “You’re being too obvious! If it hurts this much, go out there! Fight for her! You kept hinting something big would happen, but if you just stand here waiting, your future wife will be gone!”
Nathaniel’s eyes narrowed dangerously. His future wife, gone?
He couldn’t just stand by.
No.3
Meanwhile, Margaret Whitmore and Eleanor Kensington moved to stand beside Isabella. Margaret genuinely liked Isabella; her presence had drawn Nathaniel to the wedding. Isabella brought immense prestige to the Whitmore name, enough to last a decade! Plus, she owned a diamond mine, a fortune that would skyrocket the Whitmore wealth.
She took Isabella’s hand and addressed the crowd. “Please, don’t make things difficult for my daughter-in-law. It’s not as if she needs the money. I’m looking forward to holding my grandchildren!”
“And to all the producers and directors here,” Eleanor seized the moment to shift attention to Victoria. “Please consider our Victoria. She’s exceptionally skilled in acting and modeling. For the record, Isabella learned a great deal from her.” With Isabella seemingly settled and Victoria struggling, Eleanor wanted to help her daughter regain footing.
Mention of Victoria redirected the crowd’s praise.
“That’s true. Victoria is also remarkable! Her five-year modeling career sets a superb example.”
“I heard she’s been creating short video content lately. She’s truly riding the new wave, a pioneer with unique vision.”
“Most importantly, Victoria’s eyes possess a rare purity. They radiate innocence and kindness, a truly harmless quality. She’d be perfect for a youth idol drama.”
“Speaking of Victoria, where is she? I haven’t seen her today. I have some projects I’d like to discuss with her.”
The admiring guests glanced around, searching for Victoria.
No.4
Eleanor scanned the room but couldn’t spot her daughter either. She turned back to the crowd. “She’s the maid of honor today, so she’s probably busy handling some details. That girl… always so thoughtful, treating Isabella like a real sister, wanting only the best for her.”
This reminded everyone of the online buzz, deepening their admiration for Victoria. It couldn’t be easy, willingly serving as maid of honor for her ex-lover and rival. Victoria was truly a good soul.
Click!
Suddenly, the main lobby screen flickered to life. The speakers crackled, then emitted the unmistakable sound of someone moaning.
The noise!
All eyes were locked on the massive display screen.
The live feed showed the wedding suite prepared by The Ritz-Carlton.
Two figures were entangled on the crimson satin sheets.
Victoria Kensington and Alexander Whitmore were engaged in an unspeakable act.
No.5
A collective gasp swept through the grand hall.
Eyes widened in disbelief at the scandalous scene.
“Victoria is sleeping with Alexander!”
“Good heavens! She’s utterly shameless in bed!”
“Did she just say that? She wants Alexander to marry Isabella to seize her fortune?”
“This is beyond shocking! Victoria is betraying her own sister!”
“She publicly blesses the marriage while privately seducing the groom!”
“What a vile woman! She grows more despicable each time!”
“Everyone, take a good look at your ‘Innocent Village Girl’! See her true colors!”
No.6
The crowd erupted in furious whispers.
The live feed continued unabated.
Both remained completely unaware, lost in their passionate throes.
Though unsatisfied with his response, Victoria cooperated fully.
A sinister smirk played on her lips.
‘Dear, dear Isabella. So what if he claims to love you? Your husband is in my bed now!’
Her expression was so venomous it chilled the onlookers.
Paparazzi feverishly aimed their cameras at the screen, broadcasting everything live.
Eleanor Kensington finally snapped out of her shock.
No.7
“Shut it down!” she screamed. “Stop this immediately! Cut the feed!”
Members of the Montgomery and Whitmore families scrambled into action.
Isabella Montgomery stood alone in her wedding gown.
She watched the screen with cold satisfaction.
This was the scene the world should have witnessed five years ago.
Their betrayal had cost her everything.
Forced to flee to Africa, losing her unborn child.
This wedding would be their ultimate downfall.