Chapter 44

The next day.

Today was the day she and Michael had agreed to go to court.

To her surprise, he hadn't protested or hired a lawyer in the past two days.

Isabella stood in front of the full-length mirror in a striking red cocktail dress, paired with a limited-edition handbag of the same color, looking radiant and bold.

This was the real Isabella.

Miss of the Wilson Family from east Valoria.

The woman who had once married into the Brown Family with high hopes had lost all her vitality over the past three years due to this marriage.

Starting today, she would be herself again.

The netizens were indeed powerful; it had only been two days since the issue started to ferment, and many things about Isabella had already been dug up.

They only knew that her marriage was a secret.

Later, when they heard she was getting divorced, everyone seemed to seize the opportunity to see her in person.

Even outside the courthouse, there were quite a few people waiting.

Some were there just to watch the drama, eager to see if Isabella was as stunning in person as she was in photos.

Another group consisted of media reporters, looking to exploit the couple's fame for profit.

The most fervent, of course, were Bianca's fans, who were eager to get back at Isabella.

But all of this was within the Wilson Family's expectations.

Jesse had arranged for people to protect Isabella early on.

Even before she arrived, the courthouse was already crowded, and the staff inside were getting headaches trying to manage the situation.

People outside were sitting on the steps, starting to gossip.

[Did you know? That vicious sister of Bianca, Isabella, married an old and ugly nouveau riche. I heard she couldn't have a child in three years, so she stripped down to seduce Bianca's boyfriend, and got caught, which is why she's getting divorced.]

[Is that true?]

[Of course it is. Didn't you see Bianca's livestream? A super handsome guy came in at the end. His physique is better than a top model's. That's Bianca's boyfriend, Michael.]

[Isabella, as an older sister, is really shameless, trying to steal Bianca's boyfriend. But luckily, Mr. Brown doesn't like her. If he did, my heart would break.]

[No way, Mr. Brown is going to marry Bianca. They are the perfect match.]

[That's good, then we men still have a chance. No matter how vicious Isabella is, at least she has a great body!]

[You guys really are desperate. Isabella doesn't have just one affair. Someone even saw her hugging and kissing an old man who could be her grandfather.]

[Really? That's disgusting.]

The crowd kept providing new "evidence," as if just saying it made it a fact about Isabella.

The women sneered, while the men were even more interested in Isabella.

It seemed that only by doing this could they feel on the same level as a sexy beauty like Isabella, without feeling inferior.

As the group was getting more excited, two Bentleys drove up, followed by a limited-edition Rolls-Royce.

They slowly stopped at the courthouse entrance.

Everyone was stunned.

They had only seen such a scene in TV dramas.

Several men in black got out of the front cars, blocking people from approaching, standing with their hands behind their backs, guarding the person getting out of the car behind them.

Isabella stepped out, her red dress making her even more dazzling in the sunlight.

With her exquisite makeup and long hair cascading over her shoulders, many people were left speechless.

"No way, she's the vicious sister Isabella who cursed Bianca in the livestream? My God, she's a hundred times more beautiful in person than on the phone!" Someone whispered.

Hearing this, Bianca's fans immediately got upset, sarcastically saying, "So what if Isabella is beautiful? She used her looks to seduce Bianca's boyfriend. Isn't she here to get divorced? That car must belong to that old man."

Everyone waited for the person behind to appear, eager to see who this old man was.

Instead, a handsome man in an iron-gray suit, Thomas, stepped out. With gold-rimmed glasses and a glance, he exuded an indescribable charm.

He gently held Isabella's hand, and the two looked like a couple.

But Isabella called him "Uncle Thomas."

The crowd waiting to see Isabella's embarrassment fell silent.

After they walked in, someone whispered, "Wasn't Isabella's boyfriend supposed to be old and ugly? He's clearly a top-tier hunk!"

"Don't be hasty. Maybe the old man hasn't arrived yet?"

Bianca's fans refused to admit they were making things up.

"Wasn't someone going to force Isabella to apologize to Bianca? Why is it so quiet now?" someone mocked.

No one dared to do that.

Those bodyguards looked formidable, not the usual kind. If anyone stepped forward, they might be pinned down immediately.

These people were paid to do their job and wouldn't listen to reason.

Isabella waited in the hall for two hours, and people gossiped about her the entire time.

Michael never showed up.

As noon approached and the staff were about to go off duty, Isabella finally called Michael for the first time.

No answer!

She called again, same result.

Finally, his phone was turned off.

Isabella never expected Michael to disappear at this critical moment, making her so angry she wanted to drag him out herself.

Just before the staff were about to leave, a daring reporter handed a microphone to Thomas, who was sitting nearby.

Feeling both nervous and excited, he asked, "Hello, what is your relationship with Isabella? Do you know she stole her sister Bianca's boyfriend? Also, do you know why her husband Michael didn't show up for the divorce?"

"Mr. Reporter, you can mislead me into giving you the answer you want, but I can also sue you for defaming my client." Thomas's voice remained calm throughout. "My name is Thomas, and I am the chief attorney for Isabella's divorce case."

He glanced at the reporter, seemingly calm but with an underlying menace.

Thomas's name caused a stir among the crowd.

The man frequently featured on financial news, Thomas.

He owned the most famous financial company and had a legendary legal team that had never lost a case.

It was said that any case he handled never lost.

So when he said he was the chief attorney for Isabella's divorce case, did he mean he was going to use that legendary legal team for a simple divorce?

With Thomas's status and class, who would dare to mess with him?

In just a few seconds, the reporter was drenched in cold sweat. As he was about to retract the microphone and leave in a hurry,

Thomas grabbed the microphone and confronted Michael through the camera. "Mr. Brown, if you refuse to follow the usual procedures, we will have to take legal action. No matter where you are, the legal notice will be in your inbox tonight. I'll be waiting for you in Evergreen City!"