Just as she was about to put away her phone, she got a call from Isabella's manager.
She was surprised to see her calling so soon, then she promptly answered the call.
Isabella's manager sounded jumpy on the phone. “Hey, Amanda, you and I go way back, don’t we? Do
you think you can get whoever it is to pull the video from the internet and have Isabel post a statement
or something of that sort, clarifying that this entire thing has been nothing more than an inside joke
between the two of them? If you’re willing to help us make things right for Isabella, we promise to give
you anything you want.”
Amanda scoffed condescendingly.
What stood out to her most was the way Isabella’s manager’s tone switched so drastically now that the
surveillance footage had surfaced.
She only gave it a brief moment’s thought before stating, "I can't make the call myself. You and I know
what Isabel’s temper is like. She didn’t even know about me calling you to ask for your help just now.
She’d be furious if she found out that it happened at all.”
“Amanda, I admit that we were in the wrong back then. I already gave Isabella a stern talking-to just
now and got her to promise that she will make sure to stop causing trouble in the future. She won’t
bother Isabel anymore from here on. Could you be so gracious and forgive us this one time? Help us
out, please?”
For what it was worth, Amanda could sense her sincerity along with desperation. She sighed tiredly
and stated frankly, "I get that you’re very desperate now, but it’s not my call to make. I’ll have to ask
what Isabel thinks about this.”
"Okay, could you get in touch with her as soon as possible? Tell her that as long as she is willing to
forgive Isabella and help her out, we will give her anything she wants.”
“Sure, but she's still sleeping, so I’ll have to wait until tomorrow morning.”
“She’s sleeping?” Isabella's manager chuckled dryly with disbelief. “Are you kidding me? How can she
even manage to fall asleep with everything that’s been going on today?”
“I can’t help it if you don’t believe me.”
Amanda’s patience was already at its end, and she promptly hung up after that last statement.
She knew that she and Isabel had never done anything wrong from the very beginning, yet she threw
away her dignity and put her reputation on the line to plead for their mercy just now. And what good did
that do? Not only did Isabella want Isabel to formally apologize, but she even demanded that Isabel go
on a two-year-long hiatus. What was Amanda supposed to make of that except for a blatant attempt to
sabotage Isabel’s career?
Since the beginning, she already had a sense that Isabel would not have stepped on Isabella’s dress
without a reason. Now that the truth was unraveled, she figured Isabella deserved everything she had
coming her way!
…
At Isabella's place, her manager barely had time to call her before she noticed a new post from the
fashion house that Isabel modeled for during the fashion show. They had put up an official statement
that read, “We are very meticulous with our process and have taken steps to ensure that the dress
delivered to Miss Isabel Ross was in perfect condition and ready for the runway. We do not claim
responsibility for the dress tearing apart on stage. This scandalous act, which was committed by
whoever was responsible, undermined our reputation in the industry, and we take this matter very
seriously. We shall be taking legal actions going forward.”
Their intention behind this statement could not be any more direct. If Isabella was truly the one behind
the incident, they would be taking harsh legal measures against her for damaging their property as well
as their reputation.
Isabella's fingers trembled, and the phone nearly slipped out of her hand.
Right then, her manager called.
She quickly answered the phone and asked frantically, “What did Amanda say? Did she say yes?”
Her manager answered in a very grumpy tone because she must still be stewing in anger after getting
hung up on by Amanda just now, “She says she needs to talk to Isabel about it first, but Isabel is
sleeping right nowm so we will have to wait until the next morning.”
Isabella scowled. “That b*tch is toying with us!”
Her manager sighed. “We can't count on them to help us now, that’s for sure. I just remembered
something. You have connections with Mr. Rockwell, don’t you? I’m sure he can help you. Do you want
to try talking to him?”
After considering for a moment, Isabella replied, "Well, I'll find him right now."
Although it was true that Decker was the only one capable of helping her now, she was not certain of
her relationship with him. They never had any physical contact that went beyond intimate cuddling, and
they barely even kissed at all. She never could figure out if it was because Decker was not interested in
her, or not interested in women altogether.
It seemed he had some feelings for Isabel as well.
Then again, he should at least feel obliged to help since he was Isabella's benefactor.
Isabella looked at the time. It was well into midnight at that point, and she wondered if Decker was
going to be asleep at this hour.
She tested with a short message. "Mr. Rockwell, are you sleeping?"
There was no response from Decker.
She knew she could not afford to wait. The views on that video were slowly increasing with every
second that passed, and it was more time for the fashion house to conduct a thorough investigation as
well. If she got sued, both she and her company would go under!
She immediately put on the best makeup she had ever done in her entire life and threw on the sexiest
lingerie dress in her arsenal, then she rushed towards the hotel where Decker stayed at.
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