Chapter 40: Moonlight Envelops, Her Beauty Does Not Belong to Him
Isabella frowned and carefully read through it first, then checked the online platform, and then she smiled.
"It's fine."
She continued selecting clothes, saying casually, "You just don't get it."
"They're testing me."
The caregiver didn't understand.
Isabella rarely bothered to explain: "If they really wanted to hold me accountable, they should have publicly released this lawyer's letter, instead of just sending it to my email."
"I still don't understand," the caregiver said, puzzled.
"They want to see how I handle it," Isabella said. "If I panic and get scared like you, then they can get more out of it."
The caregiver still didn't get it: "So how should you handle it?"
"Ignore them," Isabella smiled, selecting one dress from among many gowns.
She said, "Because Jeffrey doesn't dare do anything to me. After all, I'm not only William's person now, but also a... pitiful, miserable person who's about to die."
As she spoke, Isabella even put on that classic expression of beautiful but tragic suffering.
"If Jeffrey doesn't want to be taken down by his two brothers, he'd better not touch the public opinion issue."
After Isabella finished speaking, she tossed the items to the caregiver, told her to iron them properly, and went to sleep.
...
Time flew by quickly.
The next evening arrived soon.
Early in the morning, Jeffrey came over to pick up Amelia.
Mia was really unhappy about it, saying Amelia still needed rest.
It was Dash who convinced Mia.
Watching the two leave, Mia looked at Dash helplessly.
"Dash, you're just letting Jeffrey take her away like that?"
Dash nodded: "Yes."
"But she..."
"Mia, don't bring this up lately. With some things, if you overdo it, it backfires," Dash said.
Mia wanted to say something, but in the end she just nodded.
She also knew that for many years, the person Amelia liked had always been William. She had no romantic feelings for Dash at all.
Dash didn't want to say more and changed the subject: "By the way, yesterday when you went to get that thing, did you get it?"
"I got it, but there's a bit of a problem," Mia said.
Later, Cordelia secretly went to get the phone. She bought a new phone, switched the phone case, and took out the old phone before signing the confidentiality agreement.
That way, even if she signed the contract later, the leak would have happened before the contract was signed.
Mia had thought it was strange at first - they collected all the phones, so how could it be so easy to switch them out?
Because those phones were just placed in a drawer in an office, and people occasionally went in and out.
Later she discovered they weren't worried about phones being taken because all the phones had already been wiped.
There are data recovery experts in this era, but she didn't know if their company's data deletion methods were sophisticated, and whether the data recovery person she'd find later could recover it.
Mia asked Cordelia for the phone.
Cordelia didn't take it seriously at all, because during a live broadcast, besides the staff, there were so many viewers.
Just because they said no phones didn't mean people wouldn't hide them, right?
And they hadn't said not to leak anything - they hadn't signed the confidentiality agreement yet.
Cordelia didn't know anything about it.
"By the way, Dash, do you know any data recovery experts? Can you recommend one to me?" In the hospital, Mia asked.
"I'll contact someone," Dash replied.
Mia nodded.
These past few days, she had been feeling very guilty.
Although it wasn't intentional, Amelia's miscarriage was caused by her fight with Isabella.
Even though Amelia had never blamed her for it.
Amelia hadn't even mentioned to her that she wanted to keep the child, and even comforted her, saying she was going to terminate it anyway and it wasn't her fault.
She knew Amelia deliberately had her do this.
To reduce her guilt.
Just like many years ago, when Amelia took her along to get tattoos over their scars.
...
Night fell.
Outside a villa in Shadow City, luxury cars came one after another.
Countless people gathered here.
Starting from the foot of the mountain, there were already countless reporters staking out.
Very few reporters could get official entry credentials, but with so many prominent figures from Shadow City coming here today, the reporters definitely wouldn't miss this excitement.
If they captured something explosive, they could sell it for a lot of money!
So all the way from the foot of the mountain to the huge parking lot at the mid-mountain villa, there were people everywhere.
As luxury cars drove past one after another, camera flashes went off continuously, turning the dark night into daylight.
Amelia and Jeffrey sat together in a Ferrari, the car slowly driving up the mountain.
Tonight's charity gala was for sick children, so the attire shouldn't be too flashy.
Amelia wore a simple silver flowing satin evening gown. The dress was fitted, beautifully outlining her slender figure.
She still wore a mask on her face, different from the one she wore during the last live broadcast. This one was made to match her gown, a silver-white half-face mask in the same color scheme. Because she needed to taste wine, she left her lips exposed.
Amelia sat in Jeffrey's passenger seat. As the car slowly climbed the mountain, the bright moonlight fell on her, making her whole person seem bathed in moonlight.
This charity gala was hosted by Fu Group, which was the Adams family's event.
So when Jeffrey's car stopped in the parking lot in front of the mid-mountain villa, it immediately attracted everyone's attention.
Especially when they saw the masked woman in the passenger seat.
"Lika?"
"Is that Lika? The woman wearing a mask!"
"Mr. Adams, what's your relationship with Lika?"
"Mr. Adams, bringing Lika to this event, are you two getting together?"
...
Many reporters swarmed over, countless microphones reaching toward them.
Fortunately, the security measures here were very good. When bodyguards saw the commotion, they immediately brought people over to separate the crowd.
Jeffrey didn't answer right away. Instead, he got out of the car, came to the passenger side, opened the door, and helped Amelia out.
This action made the reporters and paparazzi snap photos like crazy.
As countless people continued asking questions, Jeffrey glanced at Amelia.
Amelia nodded slightly.
Only then did Jeffrey speak: "That's right, the person beside me is Lika, an artist under our Adams Group. Tonight at the gala, she's my companion, just attending normally. Nothing else, please don't speculate too much."
Since she was an artist under their company, and it was during the promotional period for "Voice of Heaven," bringing her out to boost her popularity was normal.
After all, "Voice of Heaven" would have online voting later, and online marketing support was very important.
But how could the reporters be satisfied with just this news? They needed something explosive, at least saying Lika was Jeffrey's girlfriend.
So they all pushed forward.
Just as Jeffrey was getting annoyed, suddenly, an exclamation came—
"What am I seeing? Is that William's car? William, who has only attended three galas in seven years, actually came?"