Chapter 275
"Me?"
The selected man was stunned and stood up nervously.
Violet, wearing high heels, walked step by step towards him, gently tugged at his bow tie with her fingers, and asked softly with her eyes lowered, "Sir, I've got some trouble, could you give me a favor?"
Violet's voice was soft and charming, with a hint of weakness and pity. Ordinary men couldn't tell if she was genuinely seeking help or flirting with him.
He swallowed and could only say blankly, "Sure."
"Then, come with me."
She raised her hand and beckoned him, then ignored the gazes of the crowd and led him away.
There were whistles and cheers behind them.
Violet's actions were too obvious, even Ethan, who was drinking on the side, noticed.
He couldn't help but frown.
Wasn't she the rumored girlfriend of Michael, who had been in the spotlight recently?
What was her name again, Violet!
What was going on now?
At Michael's birthday party, his rumored girlfriend Violet was hitting on another man and even took him away in front of so many people?
Wasn't she blatantly stepping on Michael's dignity!
Ethan's mind was spinning.
He hadn't connected with Michael for a while, was he playing so openly recently?
"Mr. Martinez, do you also like that kind of slutty woman like Violet? Your eyes are glued to her. Don't forget, I'm your date tonight."
His date beside him was immediately displeased and clung to his arm to assert her dominance.
But Ethan couldn't care less about the woman beside him now; he just wanted to quickly tell Michael about this.
Although he didn't know if Michael and Violet were really together.
But a cheating woman like Violet, he could tolerate, but it didn't mean Michael could.
"Be good, sit here for a while, I have something to do outside."
As Ethan walked out, Violet on the other side got what she wanted.
"Sir, do you mind if I use your phone?"
Although the man didn't know what she wanted to do, he obediently handed her the phone.
Then Violet took the phone and handed the man a business card, "I'm buying your phone, as for compensation, you can ask this person."
After that, Violet took the phone to a quiet corner.
She dialed a number she knew by heart.
Soon, a familiar voice came from the other end of the phone, "Hello?"
Since hiding in Glamour Oasis, Harper had been very cautious, always confirming the caller's identity when receiving a strange call.
"Mom, it's Bianca."
Violet bit her lip. She originally didn't want Harper to do this, but now she couldn't bear it any longer.
"Bianca, why are you calling me at this time with a strange number? Did something happen?"
Hearing it was Bianca, Harper immediately changed her tone and asked about her situation nervously.
"Mom, I don't have time to explain everything to you now, I just want to ask you one thing."
"Go ahead, I'm listening."
Harper understood Bianca's current situation very well, so she didn't waste any words.
"Mom, last time you said you just needed to know Isabella's whereabouts to make her lose the bastard in her belly, how confident are you?"
Hearing Bianca mention Isabella, Harper immediately replied, "One hundred percent!"
"Bianca, as long as you can find out the whereabouts of that bitch Isabella, I guarantee the bastard in her belly won't survive. Then no one will be able to stand in your way, and I'll make sure you marry into the Brown Family."
Thinking of the future glory and wealth for the two of them, Harper couldn't wait to get rid of Isabella.
If it weren't for her being in the way, Bianca would have long become the hostess of the Brown Family.
She wouldn't have to hide in this small house, living in the shadows every day.
"Alright!" Hearing this, Violet made up her mind, "Mom, I'll send you Isabella's location now. Do whatever you want, but I have one condition. I don't just want the life of her child, she can't live either!"
"Bianca, don't worry, that bitch Isabella made our lives like this, I want her dead more than anyone."
After discussing the specific time, Violet hung up the phone and threw the phone into the sea without hesitation.
She murmured coldly, "Isabella, just wait! Soon you and your baby will leave this world forever."
On the other side.
After dancing two dances, Isabella was carried back to the top floor room by Michael.
It was cold outside, and he didn't want Isabella to catch a cold. Pregnant women couldn't take many medications, and he had already looked up these precautions.
He didn't want to miss a moment with her, so Michael had dinner sent directly to the room.
After dinner, the two lay side by side on the warm bed, not speaking, quietly watching the snowflakes falling from the sky.
Michael held Isabella's hand tightly.
They didn't seem like a couple about to divorce, but like lovers in the throes of passion.
Watching the snow, they chatted about trivial matters.
Perhaps it was the novelty of the experience.
Isabella felt surrounded by happiness.
Feeling the warmth from him, she felt exceptionally at ease.
After dancing outside, she was a bit tired and couldn't help but want to sleep.
Especially watching the snowflakes falling, she felt so warm and soft beside her, her eyelids grew heavy.
"Isabella, I'm very happy to have you here today, this is the best birthday I've ever had."
Michael propped his head with one hand, expressing his feelings in a good mood.
But after waiting for a long time, there was no response.
He couldn't help but turn to look at her, seeing her already asleep face, he couldn't help but smile.
He forgot she was still a pregnant woman, and this was a special period of drowsiness.
The warm light from the ceiling lamp fell on Isabella's face, and he couldn't help but lean closer, reaching out to touch her face.
Sensing the familiar presence, Isabella instinctively nuzzled against Michael's palm.
Michael's heart trembled.
His palm pressed closer to her.
The impulse in his heart made him want to do something to her, and before he realized it, he was already kissing her lips.
Isabella, whose breath was blocked, instinctively let out a soft moan, causing Michael's eyes to light up with joy.
He could no longer control his desire, kissing her deeply.
In her sleep, Isabella not only didn't resist but responded passionately, wrapping her arms around his neck and softly calling, "Michael."