Chapter 450 Sleep
As soon as the words left his mouth, Zander suddenly whipped out a stack of photos from his pocket.
Explicit photos of Isabella scattered all over the floor, not even censored.
Isabella froze, finding it hard to believe. "This... how could..."
She had always been so careful. How did Zander manage to take these photos?
Meeting Zander's furious gaze, panic seized her. Ignoring the pain, she grabbed the hem of his clothes.
"Zander, let me explain. It's not what you think."
"Then tell me what it is. Do you dare say that the woman in these photos, naked and getting it on with other men, isn't you?"
These humiliating words made Isabella too ashamed to even lift her head.
Her face turned pale, her heart sinking to rock bottom.
She opened her mouth but found herself as if someone had grabbed her by the throat - she couldn't say a word.
In the end, there was only endless silence.
To Zander's ears, this was her admission.
He lowered his eyes, full of bitterness. "Isabella, you really disappoint me. From now on, you can stay at the police station and reflect on what you've done."
With that, he left without looking back.
Watching his retreating figure, Isabella felt a pain in her chest, as if she had lost something very important.
But right now, her shame and anger overwhelmed everything else. She quickly ignored that feeling.
She hurriedly hid all the photos and went back to her room covering her face.
As soon as she entered, she was met with several pairs of angry eyes.
A sense of dread suddenly rose in her heart. The next second, those people suddenly closed in on her.
"Weren't you so cocky just now? Didn't you say someone was coming to get you? Why are you back?"
They surrounded her tightly, fists and slaps raining down.
Isabella curled herself up, lying on the ground covering her head as pain instantly swept through her entire body.
"What's this?"
Suddenly, someone asked.
Isabella struggled to open her swollen eyes that had been punched and discovered that the photos she had hidden in her pocket had somehow fallen out.
Her pupils contracted. She instinctively tried to grab them back but was dodged.
The person saw what was in the photos and couldn't help but laugh out loud. "Didn't you say you were a young lady from the Brown family? What kind of young lady... a prostitute?"
They had been here for a long time and were already miserable enough. Then Isabella showed up acting all high and mighty.
Isabella usually looked down on them too, her eyes looking at them like they were bugs in a gutter.
This made them very uncomfortable and they disliked Isabella more and more.
They didn't expect to finally find the perfect opportunity today to get their revenge!
"Give them back!" Isabella's eyes were bloodshot as she glared at them.
Her heart was full of sorrow. She couldn't believe she had fallen to this point.
She was supposed to be high and mighty, a pampered heiress surrounded by admirers.
Everyone doted on her, loved her.
Wherever she went, she was the center of attention.
But now... she had fallen from grace, and anyone could step all over her.
However, she didn't know that what was happening now was just the beginning.
There was much more suffering waiting for her in the future.
Her case hadn't officially gone to court yet. After the trial and sentencing, she would go to prison and have a stain on her record forever.
And there, someone was waiting for her.
Sophia knew nothing about all this, but Benjamin received the news right away.
The photos sent to the Stewart Villa were delivered by people he had sent.
Ever since he learned Isabella had returned to the country, he had been having her secretly watched.
Now he had finally taken care of one thing and gotten revenge for Sophia.
Benjamin smiled with satisfaction and turned his head toward the sofa.
He sighed helplessly. "Honey, it's already midnight. Time for bed."
"Wait a bit longer, I'm almost done."
Sophia, busy with her work, answered without looking up, her eyes fixed on the book in front of her.
Benjamin, being ignored by Sophia: "..."
Had his charm decreased?
Why did he rank lower than a book in Sophia's eyes!
Sophia immediately protested: "What do you mean 'just a book'? These are Clifton's collector's edition psychology books."
Clifton had an urgent matter and needed to go home. He probably wouldn't be able to come back anytime soon.
So the heavy responsibility of hypnotherapy treatment for Benjamin fell on Sophia's shoulders.
Recently, she had been taking time every day to learn from Clifton.
Clifton was indeed a senior expert in this field and had taught her a lot.
According to Clifton's instructions, Benjamin had one last hypnotherapy session left.
After that, it would depend on his own recovery ability.
Thinking of this, Sophia suddenly looked up and asked him: "I forgot to ask the other day - how much of your memory has recovered?"
She had been so busy lately, not only dealing with Isabella's matter but also helping M develop a new formula.
She discovered that M's body had also been injected with some kind of agent.
More precisely, it was a new type of poison.
This poison seemed very difficult to cure - even the GeneCipher Society had no antidote.
To maintain their lives, they had to work for the GeneCipher Society.
Every year, the GeneCipher Society would inject them with an agent to slow down the deterioration of their internal organs.
She had examined M's body this afternoon and found that many of his organs were already damaged.
After learning this, she immediately examined Benjamin again, worried she had been negligent.
But she found that Benjamin's body didn't contain this type of agent.
Lachlan still had some conscience - he hadn't injected Benjamin with the agent.
Or rather, they had always used Benjamin's blood as the key to formulating the antidote, and rashly injecting the agent would destroy the components in his blood.
Benjamin had been lucky in his misfortune.
Thinking of this, Sophia let out a deep sigh.
Benjamin's eyes flickered as he answered vaguely: "Still the same as before, no change."
Hearing this, Sophia's face immediately fell. "Honey, are you really okay with me doing the last hypnosis session? I haven't actually tried it for real yet."
Although she was always confident in medical matters, this concerned Benjamin's safety.
Benjamin looked at her with a smile in his eyes and asked back: "If you left it to someone else, would you feel at ease?"
Sophia immediately shook her head: "Of course not! If Clifton were here, I'd naturally feel at ease, but anyone else..."
"There you go. I trust you, and you should have confidence in yourself too."
Benjamin got out of bed, walked over to her and slowly crouched down, his tone firm and serious.
Meeting those eyes, Sophia's heart immediately settled down.
She nodded and clenched her little fists: "I'll definitely work hard!"
Benjamin was amused by her serious little expression and reached out to pinch her slightly puffed cheeks.
Then he scooped Sophia up in his arms and placed her on the bed.
"Honey, time to sleep."