Chapter 62

Isabella gazed at me expectantly. At first, Isabella was enough to disgust me. But after hearing what Alexander said, I felt a wave of nausea hit me. She had always played the “good one,” trying to make up for everything. It was laughable. To call Isabella “good” was an insult to the very meaning of the word. Seeing me remain silent, Isabella pressed on. “Vivienne, I know you’re still upset with me... If you don’t want it, just give it back. I’ll throw it away.” With that, she reached for the paper bag in my hands. “Fine, I’ll keep it. You go rehearse,” I said flatly. There were not only Alexander and a few staff members around but also security cameras. If I refused outright, it could make a scene. Before I knew it, the footage might be posted online, and I’d be accused of bullying Isabella. Isabella smiled in relief. “Thank you, Vivienne.” “Alexander, I’ll head to rehearsal now. Don’t forget to make sure Vivienne eats the cake,” she added with a smile, before fo