Chapter 214

"Grandpa, you misunderstood. I didn't mean to blame him, nor am I angry with him."

Isabella's voice was calm, and her words were sincere.

The night Michael dragged her into the car, she had already lost all hope in him and understood his actions.

The person he loved was not her, but Bianca. For so many years, she thought her kindness could move him, but in the end, she only moved herself.

She thought it was all her fault.

If she hadn't insisted on marrying him back then, none of this would have happened.

Reaching this point, she didn't blame anyone. She just wanted to peacefully give birth to her child and live a quiet life.

However, in Aiden's ears, he thought Isabella was willing to give Michael another chance for the sake of the child.

He felt even more guilty and heartbroken for Isabella.

He patted Isabella's hand, feeling immensely gratified, "Isabella, I know the hardships you've endured over the years. Don't worry, I promise you, as long as I'm here, I will stand by your side and support you. No one will bully you again."

"Including that brat Michael. If he dares to treat you poorly again, I'll break his legs!"

Aiden genuinely felt sorry for Isabella. She was so good; how could he bear to let her be picked on over and over again?

A warm current surged through Isabella's heart, and her eyes felt sour.

Aiden really treated her well.

The only thing to blame was that she and Michael were not destined to be husband and wife and could only go their separate ways.

She originally wanted to take this opportunity to talk about their impending divorce, but seeing Aiden's eyes, which were even redder than hers, she was even more moved.

"Grandpa, I..."

Perhaps the grievances she had been suppressing these days had no outlet, and she couldn't show them in front of Daniel and her uncles.

Seeing Aiden's reddened eyes, Isabella couldn't help but shed tears as soon as she opened her mouth.

"Isabella, I understand. I won't let you suffer any grievances."

Both had different thoughts, but they were genuinely considering each other.

Felix, who had been waiting outside for a long time, glanced at the clock, which showed it was already five in the afternoon, and anxiously paced back and forth.

His identity made it inconvenient for him to appear in front of outsiders, but why was Aiden talking to Isabella for so long?

Seeing that time was running out, he had to arrange for someone to follow Michael and Violet first.

On the other side.

The Brown Group.

Having missed an opportunity once, Violet entered the restroom early with her small bag to touch up her makeup, looking at her perfect face and sexy figure in the mirror.

She pursed her full red lips and put away her makeup bag with satisfaction.

Last night, she had planned to go to the hotel and win over Michael, but a phone call disrupted her plan.

However, it's good to wait another day. This way, she could prepare more thoroughly.

She thought about it and realized that going to a hotel was not safe or secure enough. After all, he was such a strong man. What if the drug took effect early and she couldn't support him?

She thought it would be better to find a more reliable place.

Soon, a person came to her mind.

As soon as the call connected, a specially processed male voice came through.

"What now?"

A brief sentence, filled with impatience.

Violet didn't care because she knew that as long as it involved Michael, that person would definitely "help" her.

"I need to borrow your house." She spoke directly, without hiding her ambition.

"My house?" The man's voice became more cautious, "What are you planning to do?"

Violet curled her red lips, her voice seductive, "Of course, to seduce Michael. Only if we have sex can I further secure the position of Mrs. Brown. And you..."

She paused, her tone meaningful, "will also get the person you want, right?"

It was because they had a common goal that they reached the most convenient cooperation.

There was silence on the other end of the line.

The long silence was a struggle and weighing of pros and cons.

Violet was not in a hurry because she knew the other party would definitely agree.

"The villa by the lake, don't step into the room on the second floor. You can use the rest as you please."

The man seemed to have thought it through and finally set this condition.

"No problem, I just need a clean bed."

Violet smiled, and hung up the phone after getting the password.

When Violet arrived at the underground parking lot, Michael had already been waiting in the car for a long time, but she didn't obediently sit in the coveted passenger seat next to Michael.

Instead, she blinked her eyes and walked around to Michael's side.

The car window was half-lowered, revealing Michael's captivating face. He raised an eyebrow, "What's wrong? Why don't you just get in?"

"Mr. Brown, I haven't driven such an expensive sports car since I returned to the country. How about you let me have a go?"

Violet naturally had her own schemes.

She had long been displeased with the people in the secretarial department. This time, she wanted to show off in front of them.

Then they wouldn't dare to treat her like an intern again.

Michael frowned, not understanding why Violet suddenly made this request.

But thinking that this was his only chance to see Violet's true colors, he agreed.

"It's okay."

With that, Michael got out of the car like a gentleman and gave up the driver's seat.

He went to sit in the passenger seat.

Violet's eyes flashed with joy, and her feelings for Michael grew stronger.

Such an excellent, wealthy, and considerate man like Michael would soon belong to her.

As the luxurious sports car left the garage, it attracted the attention of those around. Most people in the CEO's office recognized it as Michael's car.

Everyone's eyes turned towards the driver's seat, hoping for an accidental glance from Michael.

To their surprise, the car slowed down, and the window slowly lowered.

But it revealed Violet wearing sunglasses and Michael sitting in the passenger seat.

Everyone was shocked.

The car sped away, and Violet looked at the surprised faces in the rearview mirror, curling her lips in satisfaction.

Violet thought, 'Just wait, this is just the beginning.'

When she married into the Brown Family and became the enviable wife of Michael, she would look forward to seeing the shocked expressions of her colleagues.

Violet controlled the steering wheel, speeding towards the suburban road.

Looking at the unfamiliar scenery outside, Michael's eyes darkened, and he casually asked, "Driving so fast, where are you planning to take me?"

Thinking about the passionate moments to come, Violet couldn't suppress her excitement.

She bit her lip and looked at Michael beside her, her eyes seductive, "Mr. Brown, don't be impatient. You couldn't accompany me last night, so tonight, I'll make all the arrangements. You just need to enjoy yourself."