Chapter 164

Nina saw Isabella and was taken aback.

Their eyes met for just a second before Nina quickly looked down.

After delivering the food, Nina left with the others.

Isabella couldn't stay calm. She turned to Sebastian and said, "I'm going out for a bit."

"Want me to come with you?" Sebastian asked.

Isabella shook her head.

Nina was waiting for Isabella outside.

Seeing her come out, Nina pulled Isabella into the staff passage.

Once they were alone, Isabella finally asked, "Nina, is this the new job you mentioned?"

"Yeah." Nina avoided eye contact. "Bella, I don't have many skills. I'm just glad they hired me. I thought I'd make some money first and figure out the rest later."

Isabella took her hand. "Why didn't you tell me?"

"I didn't want you to worry," Nina said.

"Not telling me doesn't mean I won't worry." Isabella looked at Nina, her eyes full of concern.

"I'm fine; don't worry about me." Nina was more concerned about her. "Is Sebastian treating you well? Why did he bring you here? You're pregnant; you can't drink alcohol!"

"I didn't." Isabella shook her head. "He's very good to me. When are you and Charlie getting divorced?"

"Soon," Nina said vaguely, "We're already going through the procedures."

Isabella was puzzled. "You don't want anything; what procedures do you need?"

Nina's face turned a bit grim; she revealed the truth. "He's afraid I hid money and insists on having the assets checked before he'll talk about the divorce."

Isabella said angrily, "That's too much! They're being unreasonable!"

"Yeah." Nina gave a bitter smile. "But what can I do? Fortunately, I have nothing, so once everything is checked, he won't have any excuses."

Isabella frowned, but she had a feeling things might not be that simple.

Nina had to work, so they didn't talk much before parting ways.

As Isabella exited the staff passage, she saw Leo smoking by the window.

"Isabella." He stubbed out his cigarette, waved away the lingering smoke, and walked over. "Can I have a word with you?"

Isabella glanced at the private room and nodded. "Sure."

Leo had something on his mind.

Isabella sensed it from the first moment she saw him that evening.

"I went to see Samantha." It seemed like Leo had been holding this in for a long time before he finally said it.

Thinking of Samantha, Isabella felt a bit of pity. "How is she?"

Leo shook his head. "Not well."

Isabella asked, "Is it serious?"

"Yeah." Leo felt a bit guilty. "If I had gone, maybe I could have saved her, and she wouldn't have ended up like this."

For him to feel so guilty about this, Leo must be a really kind person.

Isabella said, "This isn't your fault. In the end, no one expected Matthew to be so ruthless."

Sebastian had said that Samantha had asked him to fly over, saying she had something important to tell him in person.

At that time, Samantha should have been clear-headed.

She told Sebastian she didn't dare return to Lakina because Matthew had warned her that if she dared to come back, he would kill her!

Even though she hated Matthew after her miscarriage, Samantha didn't want to lose the Landon family's support.

It was just a child; she was still young and could have more.

That day, Emma arranged for her and Matthew to dine alone. Samantha had planned to make Matthew happy, but who would've thought he'd pick up a dinner knife and cut his own throat?

It was later blamed on Samantha. But in reality, Matthew cut himself!

Because of this, the Landon family sent Samantha back to her hometown.

Matthew had already bribed Samantha's siblings to confine and abuse her.

This happened a month ago, but every time Isabella thought about it, she still had nightmares.

She couldn't believe Matthew could be so ruthless and decisive.

Ruthless to Samantha. Even more ruthless to himself!

Sebastian brought Samantha back to Lakina; when the plane landed, she was still normal.

Somehow, after arriving at the police station, Samantha lost her mind.

Isabella thought it might be because she saw Matthew and was traumatized.

In the end, Samantha was also a pitiful person.

Leo said, "I'm going to see her tomorrow. Do you have time to come with me?"

He didn't say it outright, but the meaning was clear. Maybe he felt deeply guilty when he was alone with Samantha?

Isabella thought for a moment and nodded. "Okay."

Leo seemed to sigh in relief. He glanced at her belly and asked, "Are you and Sebastian planning to get married?"

Isabella was taken aback and shook her head. "No."

Leo asked, "Then he is?"

Isabella said, "He helped me pay off eighty thousand dollars of debt. Now I owe him."

"So you're just paying him back?" Leo was a bit surprised. "I've known him longer than you. I think he's serious."

Isabella didn't want to discuss this topic, so she said, "It's getting windy and a bit cold. Let's go back to the room."

"Okay." Leo nodded, walking alongside her at a leisurely pace.

When they reached the door of the private room, Isabella reached out to open it.

Leo suddenly called her softly, "Isabella."

"Hmm?" Isabella turned back.

A complex expression flashed in his eyes, and after a moment of hesitation, he finally said, "Be careful of Emily."

Isabella was about to ask what he meant by that.

The door to the private room opened, and Sebastian stood inside, his gaze sweeping over her and Leo. "I was just about to look for you."

He took Isabella's hand. "What took you so long?"

Isabella brushed it off. "Just getting some fresh air outside."

Except for Isabella, everyone else had drunk a bit.

Isabella was drinking juice; there were only fruits in front of her.

After a few rounds of drinks, the atmosphere in the room became a bit heavy.

Isabella looked around and saw that everyone seemed to have something on their mind.

The one who drank the most was Susan.

She suddenly stood up and pointed at Miley. "Miss Harper, shall we have a drink?"

Miley was also a bit tipsy, but she had worked in nightclubs and had built up her tolerance. She was quietly resting on the side when Susan called her out, and she wasn't one to back down. "Sure."

Drunk Susan was even more flamboyant. She opened ten bottles of alcohol, poured herself three glasses, and drank them all. "Your turn, Miss Harper."

Miley sneered lightly. "Using glasses is boring."

She reached for a bottle. "Let's drink straight from the bottle."

Susan was stunned for a moment, seemingly not expecting Miley to be so bold.

Hesitating, Susan looked at Zaire.

Zaire didn't look at her, leaning back on the sofa, legs crossed, fingers playing with a glass.

Seeing this, Susan felt a little sad. Without another word, she raised the bottle and started drinking.

Miley raised an eyebrow and followed suit, drinking unhurriedly.