Twisted Ties of Love (Izabella Salotti and Brett) novel Chapter 151

Izabella spoke her mind, and before Heckter could say anything, Lucas, who was lying on the ground, couldn't take it anymore and cursed at Izabella.

"Izabella, you bitch! I'll drag you down with me even if I die! You slut!" Ugly words kept spewing from his mouth.

Izabella's eyes gradually darkened, and a sneer of disdain appeared at the corner of her lips. "Keep cursing, and I swear I'll cut your tongue off!"

Lucas suddenly felt his tongue shiver, and he shut his mouth in an instant.

People who mix around in the criminal underworld always carry a hostile aura with them. However, the aura that exploded from Izabella just now was even stronger than theirs.

Heckter sat not far away, looking at Lucas on the ground and then at Izabella's face. He narrowed his eyes, examining her.

How could Izabella remain so calm in the face of her brother's cursing and malicious curses, as if nothing had happened? She was eerily calm.

It seemed that, just as she had said, there was no extra emotion between the siblings.

Izabella was one of the most unique women Heckter had ever seen, both in terms of appearance and temperament.

The man holding the POS machine glanced at Heckter.

Heckter pinched out the cigarette in his hand. "One month is fine, we both compromise, but you have to drink this bottle of wine on the table."

Heckter smiled and pushed the red wine in front of him over.

Izabella was uneasy. She came alone today without any help, and everyone in the room was Heckter's subordinates. If she tried to confront them head-on, it would be like a moth to a flame.

To go with the flow was her only choice for now. But she couldn't touch alcohol as she had gastric cancer, and it had been a long time since she had a relapse. She wondered how long she could hold on.

Izabella sneakily glanced at Lucas and gritted her teeth. "Give me the IOU first."

Heckter's subordinate took out the prepared IOU, and after Izabella confirmed it was correct, she asked, "Is it true that as long as I drink this wine and sign today, you will let me leave safely?"

Had she only just started to be vigilant now? Heckter's eyes were dim, and he nodded.

Izabella took the wine bottle, pulled out the cork, and the strong aroma of the red wine filled the air. It felt low-proof but was actually easy to get drunk on.

Lucas didn't notice it, even though they were close to each other. He thought it was just the wine.

Actually, it was Izabella's blood. She was being tormented by pain, her consciousness scattered, her hands and feet weak, and she was both nauseous and vomiting blood. She forced it back down her throat when it reached her lips.

She was glad she was drinking red wine; even when she vomited blood, no one would notice.

She couldn't afford to be looked down upon in this situation.

As Izabella finished the entire bottle of red wine, she felt nothing but unbearable stomach pain. She could hardly maintain her fake smile, and with one hand she put down the wine bottle while holding tissues to cover her mouth with the other.

After a while, with a hoarse voice, she asked, "Is that enough?"

"Time to sign."

Heckter's subordinate handed Izabella a pen. She took it with trembling hands and squatted down. The bottle of wine wasn't enough to make her dizzy, but for some reason, she couldn't see the letters on the paper clearly. They jumped around like they were alive.

After signing with a shaky hand, she dropped the pen with a "clatter" on the floor. Izabella's reaction had slowed down, her eyes following the fallen pen before finally resting on a pair of shiny leather shoes.