Chapter 173 Give Back What Was Imposed on Her
Bianca hung up the phone and blocked Alaric's contact.
Alaric was already notorious—she no longer needed such a useless person as her teacher.
Bianca walked to the school gate, where her driver Kai was already waiting. Seeing her approach, he quickly opened the car door.
Ever since the kidnapping incident, Gabriel had never ridden in the same car with her again.
It was all because of Isabella!
Bianca ground her teeth in hatred.
Kai saw her get in the car and was about to close the door when a cool, clear female voice rang out:
"Wait."
Before Kai could even react to the voice, a figure slipped directly into the car.
Kai looked in surprise at Isabella, now sitting beside Bianca. "Ms. Isabella Taylor? What are you..."
Isabella lifted her eyelids and glanced at him coolly, asking back, "I'm going home. Is there a problem?"
Meeting Isabella's gaze, Kai froze for a moment.
When he had picked Isabella up from Stratford-upon-Avon before, he had seen anxiety, unease, timidity, and restraint in her.
But now, Isabella was nothing like before. The way she looked at people was completely different—strong and hard.
Kai spoke up, "Mrs. Taylor and Mr. Taylor will be so happy to know you're coming home."
After all, Isabella hadn't been home in months.
Distance can always create subtle changes in feelings—even family bonds work that way.
Kai closed the car door and quickly got into the driver's seat, starting the vehicle.
A trace of suspicion flashed in Bianca's eyes. "Isabella, have you thought it through? You're not going to fight with Mom and Dad anymore?"
She couldn't understand why this bitch Isabella wasn't staying outside where she'd been—why was she suddenly coming home?
Isabella leaned back in her seat and narrowed her eyes. "I'm their biological daughter—what deep hatred could there be between me and Mom and Dad? I've been staying outside just because I felt free, with no one controlling me. But I was always going to come home eventually, wasn't I?"
Bianca's expression stiffened.
Biological daughter...
Isabella always knew how to get under her skin.
She pressed her lips together and said nothing more, her eyes darkening.
Isabella caught Bianca's expression in the rearview mirror, sneering inwardly.
In a few days, it would be her and Bianca's birthday.
Since she and Bianca had been switched at birth, they shared the same birthday.
In her past life, her identity had never been publicly announced by the Taylor family. On their birthday, Hayden had only prepared a birthday party for Bianca, going to great lengths with the arrangements and inviting many upper-class families.
That day, the Taylor family was full of laughter. Bianca was like a princess—the center of attention, surrounded by admirers.
And she, being the nanny's daughter, could only hide in a dark corner, watching Bianca.
Back then she was still innocent. She wasn't jealous—she only envied.
She envied how Hayden had arranged such a lavish birthday party for Bianca, envied how Bianca could wear a crown and a beautiful dress, standing on the red velvet carpet, receiving so many people's blessings.
In her past life, from the day she returned to the Taylor family until the day she died, there wasn't a single day she didn't envy Bianca.
But now she had no interest in envying Bianca anymore. She was coming home this time with a purpose.
In her past life, on the day of the birthday party, Bianca had tricked her into drinking alcohol and drugged her drink. In a daze, Bianca led her into a room where a naked man was waiting for her.
The drug was very strong. She struggled hard to break free from the man's grasp, and as she tried to run, the door opened from outside.
Standing in the doorway were Hayden and Olivia, furious.
The man was completely naked, and her clothes were disheveled. Anyone seeing this scene would think the worst.
Hayden immediately slapped her and cursed her for being shameless.
She still remembered the contemptuous, disgusted looks from the onlooking guests.
From that moment on, in Hayden's eyes, in Olivia's eyes, in Chase and Tobias's eyes, and in Gabriel's eyes, she was nothing but a woman who didn't respect herself...
Thinking of this, Isabella sighed inwardly.
She had to return to Bianca everything Bianca had inflicted on her in her past life.
——
The Taylor Villa.
Dark clouds loomed overhead.
The entire house was filled with an oppressive atmosphere.
Chase and Tobias were both there, and Hayden's face was grim.
Although he had immediately asked his secretary to handle it when he learned Bianca had become infamous online, the company was still affected. The client representative for that project had called him directly, saying they'd seen the Facebook posts and, considering the public opinion impact, couldn't possibly give the project to the Taylor Group.
The person had even questioned his business ethics, suggesting that if he could raise a daughter with such poor character, whether he could be trusted to honor future contracts was questionable.
The more Hayden thought about it, the angrier he became.
"Damn it!"
He smashed the cup in his hand and roared, "Why isn't Bianca back yet?"
"Causing me this kind of trouble—she's really my good daughter!"
"Dad, this isn't entirely Bianca's fault. Clearly someone deliberately posted this to blow things up. It could very well be a rival company's doing." Chase couldn't help but speak up for Bianca.
Hayden shouted angrily, "If she hadn't done such shameful things, could outsiders have found anything to use against her? At its root, it's because her mind isn't right! What is she trying to do? Does she want to bankrupt our family before she's satisfied?"
"And you!" Hayden turned to look at Olivia. "How did you raise her? It's just a calligraphy competition—was it worth her cheating? Has her brain been eaten by dogs?"
Olivia felt wronged by the scolding. "Honey, I really didn't think Bianca would do such a thing..."
"How could you not think of it? What have you been doing every day?" Hayden interrupted her coldly. "You never cared for Isabella—all your attention was on Bianca. And this is the daughter you spent all that effort raising?"
"She can't match Isabella in grades, can't match Isabella in calligraphy. Not being able to match her is one thing, but then she does this kind of thing—shameful and embarrassing, making the entire upper-class circle laugh at us!"
Olivia had no defense and couldn't say anything.
She had always thought Isabella was worthless.
How could she have known that Bianca, whom she'd painstakingly cultivated for nearly twenty years, couldn't compare to a girl who grew up in the countryside?
And she still hadn't told Hayden about Isabella's close relationship with Sophia. If Hayden knew Isabella could contact the Brown family...
Just then, Yves came in from outside.
"Ms. Bianca Taylor is back."
"And Ms. Isabella Taylor is back too."
Hearing that Isabella had also returned, Olivia's heart jumped. She turned and looked through the floor-to-ceiling window toward the outside, and sure enough, she saw Isabella and Bianca getting out of the car one after the other.