Chapter 338
Brett clicked on the link, and the first thing that popped up was a live stream of "Here Comes the
Superstars".
Brett''s mind went nk. Just as he was about to close the stream, a familiar voice came from
inside.
The sound of thunder in the background music perfectly blended with the gloomy weather outside.
Brett''s eyes were already red, and he clenched his phone, gasping for breath. A familiar face
appeared on the screen.
Izabe was on her knees, struggling to look up at the man in front of her. She wanted to grab him,
but the man stepped back.
Izabe''s face was covered in tears. She could no longer support herself, and with the sound of
thunder, she fell back, losing all her breath.
Tears flowed into his mouth, and Brett tasted a bitterness that was worse than any medicine he had
ever taken.
His phone slipped from his hand and fell onto the wooden floor. Brett bent down to pick it up, but his
brain felt like it had been hit with a heavy hammer. He stumbled and knelt on the ground, hands on
the floor, tears dropping one by one.
In his ears echoed the sound from the phone, but in his mind, he recalled six years ago. The Salotti
family went bankrupt, and he took a starving Izabe to court to watch her father get sentenced.
To humiliate her, he made Izabe kneel in the pouring rain for half an hour in front of journalists.
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Back then, Izabe looked at him like she did in the video, trying to reach for him but being avoided
with disgust.
He never thought he would see that look and expression again; the woman in the video and Izabe
back then were exactly the same.
Liam went downstairs and came back up, only to find Brett kneeling on the floor, shaking with his
face covered.
Thinking he was having another stomachache, Liam rushed over to help Brett. "President Windham,
is your stomach hurting again? Where''s your medicine?"
Brett came back to his senses for a moment, sitting on the ground and saying, "I saw Izabe..."
His tone was certain, his eyes red but clear, not like someone hallucinating.
"She''s been dead for three years."
Brett''s voice was already hoarse, and now after crying, it was even more muffled, as if he had a bad
cold. He said, "I know, but I really saw her. Or at least, I saw her shadow in someone else."
Liam sighed, squatting in front of Brett and looking him in the eye, asking, "Where?"
Brett still held his phone, raising it for Liam to see. At that moment, only Harper appeared on the live
stream.
"President Windham, are you saying it''s him? He''s a guy."
"It''s not him." Brett frowned, his face gloomy. "It''s the woman lying on the ground."
Liam took the phone and went back to the main page, ncing at the title: "Here Comes the
Superstars Live Stream Round 4, Harper, Ariana, Izabe."
Thest name was jarring. It wasn''t unusual for people to have the same name, but what was
strange was that this "Izabe" looked like the Izabe who had been dead for three years.
The name was one thing, but the fact that they looked alike was another. Liam looked at the
pictures that popped up from the search.
"Here Come the Superstars" had many fans recording the live event, and the most widely circted
clip was the one Izabe performed in, which made it to the trending list.
"This person looks familiar." Liam had a good memory and felt he had seen her somewhere before,
not just because she looked like Izabe.
He thought carefully, his head aching a little before finally remembering where he had seen her.
"President Windham, do you remember a year ago, there was a woman who looked like your wife
around Nathaniel? It''s her. I remember she was even sent to your hotel by Nathaniel once. Her
stage name is Izabe, but her real name is Bell Salotti."
That''s right, Bell Salotti!
After Liam''s reminder, Brett remembered too.
Over the years, Nathaniel had tried many underhanded tricks, and the one that left the deepest
impression on Brett was finding a lookalike for Izabe and even changing the stand-in''s name to
Izabe.
Nathaniel''s intention was simple back then: if he couldn''t beat Brett, he would try to break him
mentally.
But Brett had already gone mad from grief after Izabe''s death, and Nathaniel''s little tricks had no
effect on him. For Brett, the pain had be numb and routine.
Brett finally understood. His eyes followed Liam''s hand holding the phone, his heart pounding like
never before. An unprecedented obsession took over his mind.
"She''s not Bell Salotti. She''s Izabe."
"President Windham, have you not rested for too long, and your mental state is acting up again? I
should call Mr. Bagot to check on you."
Liam was about to dial the number, but Brett grabbed his wrist tightly.
Liam looked at Brett''s trembling hand, the grip like holding onto a lifeline. But he didn''t want to
comfort him with deception.
Liam said, "President Windham, can you wake up? This Izabe is just a fake. Look at her face; it''s
just simr. She''s not her. Even if you don''t look at her face, can you look at her hands and legs and
still deceive yourself that she''s the disabled Izabe?"
Brett looked up, his heart aching, and his dry eyes instantly filled with tears again. His red eyes
seemed to bleed.
He gasped in pain, his heart feeling like it was being tightly grabbed and pulled, hurting to the point
of suffocation.
Liam turned his face away, feeling ufortable saying this, but it was better than letting Brett
deceive himself. Ever since Izabe died, he had secretly sworn not to lie to Brett anymore, even if
it was a white lie.
"Maybe this is Nathaniel''s scheme. He deliberately let this woman catch your attention. Hasn''t he
used this trick before? You can avoid being fooled once, President Windham, but you can''t avoid it
forever."
"I can feel she''s different from before."
"People always change."
Brett was a bit paranoid, and once he was convinced of something, it was hard for him to change
his mind.
Brett still held Liam''s hand. His hands were nice, slender, and clean, and his knuckles curled when
he grabbed someone.
"Liam, do you know how much I miss her? I want to die but can''t, and living is unbearable. The
person I saw in the elevator that day was her. You''re right that people always change, but their eyes
don''t. I trust my intuition, it really was Izabe. She came back after three years of being dead; she
really did."
These days, Brett had lost weight and looked pale. Sometimes Liam felt like he wasn''t facing a
living person but a soulless corpse. Brett had been living like a walking dead for three years.
Brett muttered, "I have to find her; I must see her."
Izabe really came back and wanted to tell many people, but even Liam, who had been with him
the longest, didn''t believe it.
Brett staggered to his feet, fumbling for his phone, looking lost and helpless like a child. He finally
found it in the sofa crevice. His phone had no entertainment apps, so he had to download one to
search for Izabe. He opened the app and clicked on the trending section.
It was as if he saw that scene, her kneeling on the ground with tears streaming down her face. The
phone''s volume was at maximum when he clicked on it.
The cat that followed Liam up the stairs barged in from the hallway. Usually silent Niki stared intently
at Brett''s phone, circling around him.
"Meow..."
Niki''s hoarse meow only made Brett more certain of his suspicion. He turned to look at Liam, who
seemed at a loss, his eyes shining with a faint light. He pointed to Niki, his voice trembling, "Look,
even she recognizes her."
Liam didn''t know what to say for a moment. How could someonee back to life after they died?
"President Windham, if you want to confirm your guess, you need to take care of yourself first.
She''s in the show; she won''t run away. You rest for a day, and I''ll go with you to see her tomorrow."