Chapter 370


    During those days after leaving Bell Salotti, Nathaniel went through a long period of difort.


    After all, Bell Salotti had taken care of him for eight months, picking only the best and most


    comfortable things for him. After leaving Bell Salotti, Nathaniel suddenly realized that he didn''t know


    himself as well as Bell Salotti did.


    Sure, he had servants at home, but they didn''t take care of him as meticulously as Bell Salotti did.


    The breakfast alwayscked vor, and even the clothes that were washed didn''t feel as


    comfortable as when Bell Salotti washed them.


    Nobody squeezed his toothpaste for him anymore, and nobody prepared hot water for his baths. In


    just eight months, he had be spoiled by Bell Salotti, which was definitely not a good sign.


    Nathaniel despised this habit. What''s the big deal about losing a woman? She was just a stand-in


    anyway.


    Confidently, Nathaniel believed that Bell Salotti couldn''t live without him, so he waited at home for


    her to beg him toe back.


    But three days passed, and there was no news from Bell Salotti at all.


    Did she get swept off her feet by Brett?


    Nathaniel thought that was impossible. After all, he had spent so much time with Bell Salotti and


    knew how much she liked him. She was born to be dependent on others. As long as someone


    treated her a little bit nice, she would stick to them like glue.


    No matter how harsh the words or how fierce the fights, she would never let go.


    But this time, it really seemed like Bell Salotti had forgotten about him. He swallowed his pride and


    called her, only to be met with a cold dial tone. She had blocked all of his contact methods.


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    That night, Bell Salotti really did go to Brett''s room. Brett stared at her face for a moment, and just


    when she thought he mistook her for someone else, Brett suddenly got angry and had his


    bodyguards drag her out.


    She paid the price—a broken finger.


    Bell Salotti didn''t know how she made it through that night. She had already lost her dignity, been


    humiliated by Nathaniel, and then been discarded by another man.


    She had actually liked Nathaniel, not for his money or because he was good-looking.


    It was just during a special period that he gave her a different illusion, which made her dazed for a


    whole year.


    In her life, very few people were nice to her. As they say, beggars can''t be choosers.


    Nathaniel was the most special one. He took her to live in a big house, paid her tuition so she could


    continue her studies, and even taught her to y the violin.


    He even gave her a new name, "Izabe".


    She was full of gratitude and hope, but little did she know that everything she had was stolen.


    She didn''t hate "Izabe," she was just a little bit jealous. How good must that person be to make


    Nathaniel unable to forget her, even getting a stand-in to remember her?


    She gradually learned everything about "Izabe".


    Everyone liked Izabe, but who liked Bell Salotti?


    Because she imitated "Izabe", she knew how outstanding Izabe was. If she were Izabe, she


    would also like herself.


    The man she liked fell deeply in love with another woman. Her biggest mistake wasn’t falling in love


    with Nathaniel, but mistakenly believing that Nathaniel had also fallen in love with her.


    That night, she went to Brett''s room alone.


    Nathaniel was certain that she would obediently listen to him and not leave. The day she left,


    Nathaniel turned his back on her, not even giving her a nce.


    What''s given can''t be taken back.


    Nathaniel also knew about what happened the night Bell Salotti went to Brett''s room. He found it


    strange that Brett had no feelings for a woman who resembled Izabe so much. After all, even he


    was somewhat smitten.


    After Bell Salotti left, just as she said, she didn''te back.


    Bell Salotti returned to the entertainment industry, and without any connections, she was bullied.


    Nathaniel''s indifference made everyone think that she had been abandoned.


    Leaving in such a quiet way easily led people to think that she had offended Nathaniel.


    Who was Nathaniel?


    He was the heir to the Windham Group, the richest man in J City and no one dared to offend him.


    Bell Salotti was like a ticking time bomb. The agency that signed her misunderstood Nathaniel''s


    intentions, thinking that Nathaniel was disgusted with Bell Salotti and wanted revenge.


    Nathaniel''s cold indifference exined everything; he was indeed taking revenge on her.


    It could be said that everything Bell Salotti suffered in the year after leaving Nathaniel was


    connected to him.


    He was colder than a bystander and, more ruthless than an executioner. He pushed Bell Salotti step


    by step towards the abyss, and eventually she left this world, bringing the real Izabe back.


    Nathaniel was unaware of all these, he ignored everything about Bell Salotti. Even though people


    around him told him that Bell Salotti was doing badly, he believed that she brought it all on herself.


    He was waiting for her toe back, to kneel and beg him.


    However, he waited, and in a blink of an eye, almost a year had passed.


    He stared nkly at the woman on TV, unable to tell whether it was Izabe or Bell Salotti.


    He had been waiting for Bell Salotti to regret her decision ande back. But what he saw was her


    bing more and more outstanding on the stage.


    For a moment, he felt as if Bell Salotti had disappeared.


    Bell Salotti was a perfect stand-in; she really became the "Izabe" of yore. But for some reason,


    Nathaniel felt a bit hollow inside. This feeling wasn''t exactly good or bad, just like the palpitations


    lingering after the feeling of weightlessness, making him ufortable.


    He had to see her.


    Nathaniel began to send people to dig up information about Izabe''s recent whereabouts.


    Bell Salotti was timid and weak, but she also had her pride and was easily affected by other


    people''s emotions.


    This kind of person really wasn''t suitable for the entertainment industry; their endurance was too


    poor.


    Back when she was with him, if she saw someone online criticizing her for pretending to be


    innocent, she would be distraught for the entire day.


    Now, facing the scolding from everyone, she might go crazy, right?


    Whether she went crazy or not wasn''t Nathaniel''s concern; as long as she wasn''t dead, it was fine.


    Bell Salotti was still very much alive, and ording to the information about her condition this past


    year, she''s changed a lot; now she knew how to fight back.


    Nathaniel flipped to thest page of the information, and it showed that Izabe took the script for


    "Blood Ties".


    "How much is this production invested in?" Nathaniel asked.


    The assistant quickly found the information online: "Currently, at 1.6 billion, Mr. Krueger, are you


    nning to invest in this production?"


    "Yup, arrange it for the Windham Group to invest 40 million."


    "Understood." Nathaniel had invested in films before and made quite a bit of money, but this was his


    first time investing in a TV series.


    But the assistant understood why Nathaniel wanted to invest in this series when he saw the name


    "Izabe" on the cast list.


    As an investor, he could freely enter and leave the production set.


    "Take the information with you."


    The assistant gathered the documents on the table and left the room.


    After the assistant left, Nathaniel took a deep breath, opened hisptop, opened a file, and two


    video windows popped up at the same time.


    One was of Izabe being tortured back then, and the other was of Izabe performing on a variety


    show stage.


    Even though their faces were slightly different, they felt exactly the same. He subconsciously


    loosened his tie, feeling as though it was suffocating him. After loosening it, he felt much better.


    He quickly finished the videos Nathaniel suddenly wanted to see what Bell Salotti was like when


    she was with him, but he couldn''t find any pictures or videos of her. Her image was only vaguely


    lodged in his memory, slowly disappearing with the passage of time.


    After moving to R City, Izabe took Nikki to the meat sauce noodle shop again. Since it was


    nearby, they always ate at Mrs. Jones'' when they had to go out.


    Mrs. Jones was a warm person. She didn''t mind at all when Izabe brought a cat in; she even


    cooked some fish for the cat.


    Mrs. Jones was curious about the old wounds on the cat, but she didn''t ask. It''s like rubbing salt in a


    wound to bring up other people''s injuries, intentional or not.


    "What''s the cat''s name?"


    "It''s called Nikki."


    Mrs. Jones, crouched on the ground watching the cat eat, couldn''t help but say, "Nikki''s eyes are


    really beautiful."


    Izabe smiled slightly.


    There were many peopleing here for lunch; it was peak hour. Izabe didn''t stay long after


    eating and left with Nikki.


    She didn''t feelfortable leaving Nikki at home. Every time she went out and saw its big blue


    eyes, she couldn''t bear to leave it, so she usually took it wherever she went.


    In addition to dealing with real estate and reading scripts, Izabe also started apany named a.


    You can''t start apany alone, so she found Casey.


    She invited him out for a meal, and Casey was somewhat surprised when she said she wanted to


    start a corporation.


    "Why did you think of me?" Casey asked across the table, his eyes shining with anticipation.


    "Because I only trust you." This wasn''t to please Casey; indeed, after her rebirth, the only person


    she trusted was Casey.


    This answer satisfied Casey greatly; he was happy just by looking at his ears.


    Without hesitation, Casey agreed to register apany with Izabe.


    When he saw that the registeredpany name was a single letter, he asked curiously, "Does this


    have any meaning?"


    Izabe shook her head. "No particr meaning, just a random thought."


    The procedure was a bitplicated; Casey didn''t ask where Izabe''s money came from; she


    simply took out 30 million to start thepany without hesitation.


    Not worried about losses at all, Casey originally wanted to contribute to the investment, but Izabe


    had money; she held 90% of the shares, and Casey managed the remaining 10%.


    That 10% could be exchanged for quite a bit of money, and Casey didn''t want to take advantage of


    Izabe.


    He was never short of money.


    Izabe also had her own insistence: "You have to take these shares. No matter how close we are,


    we have to keep the money clear; you take the shares, and I have to use your connections."


    Casey guessed that Izabe wasn''t just trying to start apany; there must be something more


    behind this.


    Starting apany was justying a foundation; like building a house, you need a base first.


    Izabe told Casey what she was going to do next; she even brought a detailed document that


    clearly marked the insider information of an entertainmentpany and its scattered shares.


    "I want to take over thispany."


    With the money Izabe had, she could easily buy thepany outright, but that would be too


    cheap for them. What she wanted was to disintegrate them from the inside, forcing them to sell their


    shares at low prices.


    Casey immediately understood Izabe''s intentions as he looked at the information Izabe handed


    him. It was clear at a nce; there was no need to think. He suddenly became curious.


    ording to Izabe''s records, she never went to college, let alone had experience doing these


    things. So how did shee up with such a perfect report?