III | Was All A Mistake

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For the next few days, Isabelle didn't see or hear from Alexander again.

After about a week, Alexander's movie's promotional news hit the entertainment magazines. That was when Isabelle found out that he was currently in Rome, filming.

The days flew by calmly, and it was the end of April in the blink of an eye.

It was half a year since Isabelle had entered the industry, but she still remained unaccomplished, without much fame or popularity. Even if she had gotten a role in 'To the End of Time' because of Alexander, the production was still being edited and was not on air. Besides, the promotional videos were starred by the more popular actors. Hence, Isabelle remained unknown without any new casting offers or endorsements, wasting precious time.

Regardless, Camila continued being a responsible manager, tirelessly seeking out audition opportunities for new films.

The entertainment industry was always complicated: good looks and capabilities may not necessarily land a role. Hence, for the past month, out of the eight auditions Isabelle had gone to, all ended in failure.

And today, on the ninth audition, she continued her failing streak.

"Izzy, it's already been a month and you haven't gotten a single decent role, not even as a side character that barely shows her face. At this rate, we're both going to starve."

In contrast to Camila's irritation, Isabelle remained calm. She sat beside her friend, casually scrolling through her phone. In a nonchalant tone, she replied, "Haven't we been fine in the past when this happened?"

Just as Isabelle said that, she coincidentally stumbled upon "Alexander" who was the top hit for Facebook. She stopped talking momentarily before continuing as though nothing had, "Even if I starve, I won't let you starve."

"I know that you'll still pay me even if you don't get a job, but Izzy, at this rate, you're going to deplete all the inheritance left by your parents," Camila remarked while sneaking looks at Isabelle through the side mirror.

When she saw Alexander on her phone screen, she continued, "Izzy, why don't you try asking Alexander for another role? You should make full use of him, since he treats you so badly. Besides, his money has nothing to do with you, your parents left you early on in life and you were brought up by your uncle. Do you really intend to sever all ties with him and go back to your uncle?"

Camila was definitely not a bad person but rather a practical one. She meant no harm and was just thinking on behalf of Isabelle. She was hoping that her friend could ride on Alexander's authority, rising in the industry so that she could still live comfortably even if she were to leave him in the future. It was not wrong for a woman to think for herself.

It wasn't that Isabelle was too dignified for the idea, but rather Alexander's hatred was so strong that it didn't interest him to touch her.

She lowered her lashes, shielding her darkened pupils. She curved her lips slightly. "He's currently filming in Rome, don't you know? You don't expect me to sleep with him in Rome, do you?"

Camila froze slightly.

Isabelle's brows furrowed and she asked, "What's wrong?"

"Izzy, don't you know?"

"Know what?"

After a long while, Camila said, " Alexander came back from Rome two days ago, didn't he come home?"

So he was back... and as his wife, she had no clue.

Isabelle froze, before smiling nonchalantly. "It's normal that he didn't come back... The longest I went without hearing from him was three months, and it's hardly been even half a month."

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