Chapter 198 The Male Host

• Isabelle gave a quick nod, saying, "I'll see what I can do." Mr. Shelby's face brightened with renewed enthusiasm as he disregarded her lack of interest. He responded quickly, "Good, good. Now, Isa, you should go relax. You're going to go with Madam Shaw once more tomorrow. Now it's all up to you." It was quicker than turning a page to get Mr. Shelby's change. With a sly smile, Isabelle entered her room. "What a group of fools!" She hated her relatives. Her family would only pull her down, while other families would go to extraordinary lengths to support one another.
• Isabelle inhaled deeply. Fortunately, she didn't put all her eggs in one basket. She had been putting a lot of effort into winning Madam Shaw over, and now it had finally paid off. Isabelle rose early the following day and went to see Madam Shaw. What she did not anticipate, though, was that the guard obstructed her. "I’m sorry, miss, but you can't go in." Isabelle said, "I can't go in?" in shock. She persisted, refusing to accept, "Why can't you allow me in? Every day I've been here. Do you recall?" The guard answered, "Well, the fact is you're not allowed to enter right now," in a composed manner. Isabelle quickly came to the realization and bit her bottom lip.
• Julian gave the command. Did he truly care whether or not she was Little Flower? Her love for him was genuine, despite the fact that her identity was borrowed and that she was not Little Flower at all. Isabelle felt as though she had been struck in the heart as she remembered Julian's uncaring stare. "All right, I won't go in," she answered coolly, pushing the agony aside. Here, I'll wait for Madam Shaw. As soon as she made the decision to wait for Madam Shaw, Mr. Shelby called. Mr. Shelby's voice yelled, "Get the f*ck home immediately!" as soon as she picked up the phone. "What's wrong?" Isabelle was surprised by her father's rage.