Chapter 1029

No.1

Without concrete proof, no one could confirm her scheme.

After coming this far, she couldn't fail at the final step!

Julian lacked solid evidence.

Ryan wouldn't dare talk.

Even if Alexander uncovered the betting agreement, it wouldn't prove she targeted Evelyn.

Gaining confidence, Isabella pressed: "Mr. Ashford, what exactly happened? Did Ryan cause trouble?"

Eleanor demanded: "Explain properly, Mr. Ashford!"

No.2

She hated these half-spoken accusations!

Julian's vague hints only confirmed Isabella's malice without specifics—infuriating!

Naturally, Julian wouldn't elaborate.

Evelyn's reputation was at stake, and he lacked complete information.

Yet he continued pressuring Isabella: "That anonymous tip came from you, didn't it? They knew the exact location. What were you planning, Isabella?"

He advanced step by step. "You notified Alexander too, didn't you?"

"Did you want to ruin Evelyn? Have us witness her humiliation?"

No.3

"Or when your plan failed, you needed me to clean up the mess?"

He'd stood close enough during Evelyn's blood test to hear the results.

"You set Evelyn up, wanting Alexander to see her compromised. When that failed, you panicked and called me to snatch her away... Isabella, you've mastered the Winslow family's scheming perfectly!"

Cold sweat trickled down Isabella's temples.

He'd deduced everything...

Julian had unraveled her entire plot.

No wonder he was Horizon Media's heir apparent—a media genius.

No.4

Yet this brilliant man remained hopelessly devoted to Evelyn.

How did that plain girl deserve this?

Eleanor abruptly stood.

"Isabella Winslow! Explain yourself!" Though only grasping seventy percent, Eleanor's fury ignited. "Shall I teach you the lesson your mother failed to?"

"Aunt Eleanor, I'm innocent!" Isabella shook like a leaf, tears cascading. "I'll investigate to clear my name... I love Alex, but I'd never break them up..."

Her pitiful weeping failed to move Eleanor. Desperate, she clutched Alexander's sleeve.

"Alex, you know me best. Would I do this? Anyone can doubt me, but not you... If you don't believe me, I'll jump from this window right now!"

No.5

"Then jump!" Eleanor sneered, gesturing toward the window. "If you won't, I'll gladly assist!"

Isabella had no real intention. Sobbing hysterically, she tried collapsing into Alexander's arms.

"Alex, I've worked so hard to reconcile you and Evelyn..."

Alexander raised an arm to block her.

"I'll investigate." His voice could freeze hell.

Isabella's blood ran cold.

He doubted her!

No.6

"How can you believe Julian over me?" She grew frantic. "Alex, after everything between us, you'd trust him instead? I... I..."

Eleanor stepped aside, clearing a path to the window.

"By all means," she said coolly. "Take the leap."

Isabella Winslow shot to her feet, her face deathly pale.

Her fists clenched so tightly her nails dug into her palms.

"I swear I'll prove my innocence!" Her voice trembled. "If I can't, then I'll—"

Before finishing, she turned and stormed out of the hospital room, leaving behind a heavy silence.

No.7

Madam Eleanor Kingsley scoffed. "That's all she's got?"

She hurried over to Evelyn Sinclair, scrutinizing her. "Evelyn, did she hurt you?"

Before Evelyn could answer, Madam Kingsley slammed her hand on the table. "So what if something happened? Are men the only ones allowed to have fun these days?"

"If you're interested, darling, I'll find you a dozen handsome men to play with—a different one every day!"

Evelyn massaged her temples.

Madam Kingsley never failed to surprise her.