Chapter 630 Wash Your Hands Before Touching Me
Alexander also turned his head and immediately tried to get up.
"Alexander, I know you care about me." Isabella suddenly grabbed his slim waist, enduring the pain in her ribs as she shouted.
Alexander instantly looked down, then pushed her tightly against the back of the couch. He got up and turned around, "It's not what you think."
Victoria remained quiet, watching him before breaking into a smile.
"We can testify," Edward said.
"You are all in cahoots, your testimony holds no weight with me," Victoria said, but she walked further inside.
"What on earth is going on?"
Olivia asked as she walked in, thinking this was a complete mess.
Alexander watched Victoria approach and immediately went over to hold her hand, "It's a misunderstanding."
"If it's a misunderstanding, why are you so nervous?" Victoria questioned him, gently pushing his hand away. She then perched herself on the low table, her gaze fixed upon Isabella, who was seated against the back of the couch.
She sat directly opposite Isabella.
Isabella clutched her chest in severe pain, gasping as she looked at Victoria, but she refused to explain.
Victoria smiled at her disheveled appearance, "No matter how good an actor is, it’s useless unless the other person cooperates."
"I don't understand what you're saying."
"You're so smart. How could not understand?" Victoria asked her with a smile.
At this moment, the entire room fell silent.
"I hate the strong smell of your perfume, so you deliberately use it and get close to my husband," Victoria said seriously.
"I'm just being loyal."
"Loyal? You slept with different men, and now you want to steal my husband. And you call yourself loyal?" Victoria sneered.
When Isabella herd her words, her face turned pale.
"You hate me, want everyone to turn against me, and you even wish I would disappear from this world. You've been having people follow me, trying to kill me. You orchestrated my father's rape of me, and you planned the theft when I was on a business trip, and so many other times in the past. Isabella, I don't need to list them all, but you surely remember them," Victoria said.
"What?"
"Because you never succeeded," Victoria said confidently.
Everyone around held their breath, suddenly not daring to interrupt Victoria.
Even Alexander felt stifled, thinking, 'So, she has always been suspecting Isabella. No, she isn't suspecting; she is certain.'
"I don't know what you're talking about. I just want to stay friends with Alexander and the others." Isabella tried to stay calm.
"You're not worthy of being their friend," Victoria continued.
At this moment, Isabella looked too humble, too disheveled, and too pitiful.
However, Victoria didn't care how others saw her.
She simply hated Isabella touching Alexander.
"How dare you say I'm not worthy? You're just Alexander's wife, and you think you can forbid him to make friends?"
Isabella glanced at Alexander behind her, then humbly asked her.
"Our marital affairs are none of your concern. I say you're not worthy simply because your conduct doesn't match their character and vision." Victoria said.
"What?"
"And don't think that not being rejected means they like you; it might just be their upbringing preventing them from saying something rude," Victoria said, standing up, still gazing sharply down at Isabella.
Isabella didn't know why she was trembling a bit, but she found herself unable to look away from Victoria. "I admit I can't compare to you, alright? You know so much about these men."
"From now on, she's not allowed in the club, okay?" Victoria felt disgusted and turned to ask Alexander.
"Agreed."
"Agreed."
"Okay."All of the guys confirmed the matter.
Even Edward and Benjamin couldn't stand it anymore. Did Isabella mean Victoria was planning to seduce them?
That was really too much.
They didn't want to maintain their good manners at this moment.
Alexander went to hold Victoria's hand again, "From now on, you can make all the decisions about the club."
Despite feeling a sense of happiness upon hearing his words, Victoria still withdrew her hand. Unable to resist, she advised him, "Go wash your hands before touching me."
Alexander stared at her for a moment, then smiled and agreed, "Okay."
When Victoria heard that "okay," her frustration disappeared.
"Find someone to get her out of here. She doesn't seem able to leave on her own," Olivia suggested, seeing that the couple didn't seem to have any misunderstandings.
"No need, I can manage on my own," Isabella insisted, clutching her chest and ribs as she attempted to stand up. However, before she could take a step, she suddenly collapsed to the side, losing consciousness. Just before falling, she managed to utter, "Alexander, I think I'm having an attack."
"Isabella, we all know you're not sick."
"Not for a long time."
Edward and Benjamin couldn't stand her poor acting anymore.
But even after everyone left, Isabella didn't wake up. She knew they all knew, but she still wanted to try.
When she heard the door open again, she excitedly opened her eyes. She knew they wouldn't leave her behind.
After sending those two women away, they would definitely come to save her. But...
"Who are you?" Isabella asked in confusion, looking at the uniformed people who came in.
Although disappointed that it wasn't Alexander who approached, Isabella still posed a serious question to the staff member, inquiring, "Did Alexander send you to take me to the hospital?"
When the man's hand reached her back, she instinctively sat up slowly, "What else did Alexander say?"
"Can you walk on your own?" the staff asked, seeing she looked quite energetic.
"I can, but it's a bit difficult. Help me up first," Isabella said pitifully.
The staff helped her up, and she quickly thanked them, "Thank you so much. By the way, what else did Alexander say?"
"Mr. Harrington said to disinfect the room and clean it thoroughly."
"What?"
'Disinfect?' Isabella couldn't believe it, thinking, Did he think I had dirtied his place? No, it couldn't be. He must just be doing regular disinfection.'
"Ms. Montgomery, you've been blacklisted from the club. Our leader just gave the order."
"What?" Isabella suddenly felt dizzy again, unable to believe what she heard.
Victoria said she couldn't enter the club again, so he really wouldn't let her in.
Given that the Harrington Group owned nearly all the prestigious establishments in Ankenra City, if she couldn't gain entry here, it would be a significant blow to her status. It would indicate a lowered standing in society.
And everyone knew she almost married him, but now she ended up like this.
"I'm not leaving. Let Alexander come, I want to talk to him face to face."
Isabella suddenly wanted to stay inside, but she was quickly carried out by the expressionless staff. She was thrown out, and as she fell outside the club, a business car just stopped.
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