Chapter Twenty: Owe Hin Something in a Past Life
Chapter Twenty: Owe Him Something in a Past Life
“Will do.”
Observing Isabella’s lingering gaze as Alexander left, Sofla quipped, “I did suggest he stay. Are you regretting not agreeing now?”
“Stop talking nonsense, I wasn’t thinking that at all.” Isabella’s cheeks flushed with embarrassment.
“Isabella! Come out here now!” A man’s voice boomed from outside the house. Isabella and Sofia, unsure of what was happening outside, hesitated to open the door. His tone was aggressive, attracting the attention of the neighbors, Sebastian, concerned, didn’t speak harshly, just calling for
her.
Clearly annoyed, Sofia glanced toward the door. “Why can’t this guy leave us alone? Did you owe him. something in a past life?” Isabella rolled her eyes. “Probably, or he wouldn’t be hassling me like this now.” Sofia, not wanting to deal with the troublesome man, suggested, “Let’s just ignore him. He’ll leave if we don’t go outside.” I’ll check what he wants.”
Isabella was concerned he might wake the kids and opened the door. “Why are you here so late at night?” Sebastian stepped forward, pulling her inside. “I gave you the villa. Why did you sell it? And why refuse when I wanted to buy it?” Sofia stood firm behind her friend. “This isn’t your concern anymore. She can sell to whoever she chooses. You gave up that right when you gave the villa away.”
may not have a right, but I’m offering to buy it now. I’ll pay you fifty percent more. Will you sell it to me then?” Isabella gave him a puzzled look. “Oh, so you’re the mysterious buyer Alexander mentioned. No wonder he refused to sell it to you.” “What do you mean?” Sebastian looked
bewildered.
Isabella sat back down on the sofa. “I forgot to mention, Alexander and I are officially a couple now. He’s my boyfriend.”
Sebastian scoffed, “Figures. You’re only after what you can get. You wouldn’t be so keen if Alexander wasn’t attractive and wealthy.” Isabella calmly sipped her water. “You’re mistaken; he’s the one who pursued me.” “Do you really expect me to believe that?” He thought, ‘Alexander is honorable and doesn’t just get involved with anyone. Isabella, a divorcee with a child, surely isn’t the type for someone like him.” “Whether you believe it or not is your choice. I don’t need to explain myself
further.”
Sebastian impatience was palpable. “We’re not here to discuss that. I’m here to ask you to sell the villa back to me.” “Your approach doesn’t come off as a request; it’s more like a threat. If you’re going to act like this, we have nothing to talk about. Please leave.” Sebastian, pressed for time with his evening routine, softened his tone reluctantly. “I’m asking you, please sell the villa to me.”
Isabella expressed her bewilderment. “Why are you so desperate for that particular villa? Without Alexander’s help, I wouldn’t have been able to get it from you. Now, I’m trying to sell it, and you want to buy it back. Don’t you see how absurd this is?” “You don’t need to concern yourself with my reasons. I just need that villa back.” Sofia, watching his behavior closely, sensed an ulterior motive.”
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What’s the use in continuing this argument?” “It has nothing to do with you.”
Sebastian’s past actions were driven by complex emotions. Initially drawn to Lorraine for her family’s status, he deeply regretted falsely accusing Isabella of infidelity. Despite choosing his career over his love for Isabella, Sebastian still harbored feelings for her. His confrontations with her were
sartly fueled by the fear of rekindling those old emotions.
Memories of their shared life filled the villa, a place that held their relationship’s beginning and end. For over three years, Sebastian had made weekly visits to the villa, and losing it now left a void in his life. He was determined to buy it back, regardless of the cost. Noticing Sebastian’s calmer demeanor, Isabella remained patient. “I need a reason to convince Alexander.”
Sebastian hesitated. “I don’t want to explain. Forget it. If you won’t agree, I’ll drop it. You can sell it to whoever you like.” With those words, Sebastian departed, casting a lingering look back at Isabella. Knowing you’re doing well cases my mind,” Isabella responded with a cold laugh. “Your words are revolting. Please don’t bother me with them again.” “Okay.” Sebastian left Sofia’s house, his mood somber. In his mind, he considered that if Isabella sold the villa to someone else, he might still try to buy it back, regardless of the price.
The next morning, as Alexander arrived to pick up Isabella, she recounted the events after his departure the previous night. “Did he do anything to you?” Isabella shook her head. “No, he didn’t dare. You don’t need to worry.” Sensing there was more to the story, Alexander probed further. “Did he come just to talk about buying the villa?”
Initially planning to adhere to Alexander’s suggestion, Charlotte also wanted Sebastian to face consequences. “Yes, that’s why he came. We could sell it to him, but only if he’s willing to pay twice the market value.” “That sounds fair. I’ll have Drake handle negotiations with him.”
“Sounds good to me.”
Isabella, meticulous in her work, meticulously went through client orders. Among them, she discovered one marred by water, making some words unreadable. To ensure precision, she sought a reprint. Carrying the flawed order, she headed to Edith Smith’s office. Despite explaining her dilemma, Edith repeatedly claimed she was too preoccupied to assist.
Isabella couldn’t help but notice Edith engrossed in reading a novel on her computer. “Busy, you say? It’s work hours, and this issue is critical, yet you’re choosing to ignore it.”
Edith’s demeanor was dismissive. She held a grudge against Isabella due to a recent colleague’s departure related to issues with Isabella. Faced with Isabella now, Edith wasn’t eager to cooperate Adding to the complexity, it was Edith who had intentionally damaged the order, orchestrating a situation that would compel Isabella to approach her.
Edith responded with an air of self–assurance, “Who says I’m reading novels? I’m actually working. Copywriting is a crucial part of my job, you know.”
Trying to maintain a professional demeanor, Isabella, not wanting to escalate the situation with Edith, attempted a different approach. “If you’re not willing to help, could I at least handle it myself?”
However, Edith swiftly objected, “That’s not advisable. You’re still relatively new here. What if you
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accidentally come across confidential information? I don’t want to be held accountable for that.”
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Isabella, growing frustrated with Edith’s excuses, stood her ground. “I believe you’re overreacting. I simply need to print something for work.”
Edith remained firm. “As I mentioned, I’m occupied right now. If it’s not urgent, why don’t you try again later this afternoon?
As Isabella departed from the office in silence, she made a conscious decision not to involve Alexander in what she considered a minor issue. Aware of the murmurs about Alexander’s favoritism among other employees, Isabella was resolute in proving her independence and handling her work without relying on his intervention.
Left alone, Edith couldn’t hide her triumphant smile, pleased with the outcome.
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