Chapter 725

Chapter 725

Isabelle looks like she's lost that timid demeanor?" Deborah frowned as

she looked at Isabelle. She was wearing a white waist-cinching dress,

with long and slender legs that were as fair-skinned as a peeled egg.

Her long hair was pulled up into a princess bun.

She had an icy expression and her eyes were cold, with an inexplicable

aura surrounding her.

Is this still the same Isabelle?

It's like she's been replaced by someone else.

The old Isabelle used to be so weak in Deborah's eyes, letting people

bully her. After getting married, things only got worse for her.

The Bentley family didn't treat her well either, especially after she gave

birth to a daughter. In places like the Middle Evroya, having daughters

is considered bad luck for big families.

It's easy to imagine how poorly treated she must have been in the

Bentley family and it was said that Tucker would beat and scold her at

any given opportunity. Even the President didn't like her and ignored

everything about her.

How could such a woman suddenly change so much?

Or is she pretending? Pretending not to be afraid?

She must be forcing herself through it all because before this moment,

the President never took her out on such important occasions nor did

he ever let Isabelle attend them either.

How could she be so calm now?

Deborah firmly believed that Isabelle was just putting on an act; there's

no way this sudden change could have happened overnight!

"I advise you to leave quickly before your father sees you here,"

Deborah sneered disdainfully at Isabella. "A woman like you who brings

nothing but bad luck doesn't deserve to appear in such significant

events.”

She continued with another cold laugh, "Who knows where you got

your invitation from? Did you steal it or sleep with some random guy

just for one?"

If it were before, maybe those words would have humiliated or scared

Isabella but not now anymore...

Ever since living in Athena Society for some time, she wasn't the same

timid girl anymore!

Like Sylvia, she also wanted strength! She couldn't continue being

weak, allowing others to trample over her! She needed protection both

for herself and other women facing similar persecution!

She would never easily show weakness again, so she lowered her

head and smiled with a hint of contempt, “I'm not like the second wife of

Mr. President who slept with a man to climb up the social ladder and

become so-called first-lady, I received this invitation letter with dignity."

Her words were a blatant humiliation of Deborah, and upon hearing

them, Deborah's face turned pale.

It is well known that she is the President's second wife, not his original

first lady.

However, no one has ever confronted her face-to-face, and she has

always been proud to be the First Lady.

Now Isabelle dares to call herself the second wife of Mr. President in

front of so many people!

This is like a blatant slap in her face!

Deborah took a deep breath and kept reassuring herself that there

were many people around, she had to maintain her composure and not

stoop to the level of this despicable person.

She maintained a stiff smile on her face and looked past Isabelle. Then,

her expression became natural and there was a hint of inexplicable

provocation in her eyes as she said, “Isabelle, guess who just arrived?"

Isabelle frowned and turned her head to see Tucker's parents, Mr.

Bentley and Mrs. Bentley.

When the other party saw her, they couldn't conceal the disgust in their

eyes.

Deborah continued, “Isabelle, why didn't you say hello to your in-laws?

That's so rude of you."

Without waiting for Isabelle’s response, she quickly continued, "Mr.

Bentley, Mrs. Bentley, I'm really sorry. I didn't teach Isabelle well

enough and that's why she lacks manners. After all, I'm not her

biological mother and she doesn't listen to me as everyone knows."

"She dares to defy you? Let her try," the President's voice sounded

from behind the group.

As soon as Isabelle heard that familiar and authoritative voice, her

spine straightened up instantly.

He's here... He finally arrived.

Her beautiful eyes looked at the President, who was dressed in a dark

traditional costume. He was tall and imposing.

Unfortunately... he has the kind of mindset that all men here have.

Isabelle knew as soon as she heard his words that he was exactly the

same as before, with no changes whatsoever.

Women are regarded as worthless in his eyes.

He looked disgusted and spoke with revulsion, "Ever since she married

into the Bentley family, we haven't had a peaceful day. Now, our son is

in jail, all because of her. She's a jinx."

"Honey... our poor son..." Mrs. Bentley couldn't hold back tears of

SOITOW.

In her eyes, there was a hint of hatred as she looked at Isabelle. She

wished she could strangle Isabelle to find some relief.