Twisted Ties of Love (Izabella Salotti and Brett) novel Chapter 315

"Don't worry, I'll live on for you, take back what's yours, and make those who left, betrayed, and deceived you pay."

The pain in her heart lasted for three seconds then disappeared.

Izabella never thought she would end up possessing her own "stand-in" three years after her death.

Thinking about having to deal with these men in a different body, Izabella looked up at the sky outside the window and muttered, "God, I don't want to be reborn like this."

Life was a done deal, since you can't dodge, you gotta think about how to solve the problems in front of you.

If she wanted to keep these people from threatening her, she had to grow quickly while they weren't paying attention. The only thing worth celebrating right now was that Nathaniel had given up on this body, and Brett wasn't interested in her either.

Izabella closed Twitter and opened another social app, WhatsApp.

The person marked as agent Graham had sent her ten messages.

"Izabella, what are you tweeting? Are you thinking about dying again? Can you think seriously, what good does it do for you?"

"Delete your tweets now. There's no team to handle it for you, and you have to solve it yourself."

"Reply to me quickly. Are you trying to make an enemy out of me now? You don't even listen to me?"

"Mr. York has a new play, he sent an invitation for you to audition this afternoon. You haven't worked in almost three months, the company doesn't feed freeloaders."

"Reply to me before ten."

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Izabella glanced at the time, it was 9:10. She leisurely opened the closet and changed her clothes.

The skincare products on the vanity were few and cheap. Izabella checked her bank balance on her phone, it was less than ten thousand. At this rate, she might have to sell this little apartment.

No money, no power, daily scolding, company's indifference, blood-sucking relatives like vampires, this kind of life was like living in a sewer, stinky and dirty.

Izabella wasn't too interested in the online ridicule. The humiliation from Brett before was no better than this; she was already numb.

At 9:50, the agent couldn't help but call her.

Izabella answered the phone leisurely, "Hello?"

"Izabella, what are you up to, haven't you seen the messages I sent you?"

"I saw them."

The other side was obviously annoyed by Izabella's cold attitude, grinding their teeth in anger.

"Then why didn't you reply to me?"

Izabella sat next to the vanity, coldly staring at the mirror, her slender fingers fiddling with the keys, "Didn't you say to reply to you before ten? It's not time yet, I need to think carefully."

"Have you forgotten how long you've been out of work? If you keep this up, you'll be blacklisted by the company."

Izabella sneered in her heart. Her current situation was no different from being blacklisted. She was just like a stone, could be moved to wherever needed.

For example, whenever a scandal arouse, all it took was for her to be involved, and netizens would think it must be her shamelessly seducing, and the male star had nothing to do with it. She was responsible for diverting the attention and shifting the blame.

Or using her to highlight the purity and beauty of other female stars.

Don't underestimate the keen insight of netizens. Years ago, a female star was caught cheating behind her husband's back, and netizens found evidence from a poorly lit photo.

In order to protect Kristin, the company forced Bell to admit that the blurry woman in the photo was her. Their figures were similar, and her admission successfully diverted Kristin's fans' anger.

The director also took the opportunity to tweet that Bell had seduced him in his room at night.

Bell was subjected to online abuse at this time. They said that anyone with a Y-chromosome was fair game for her, and that she had no principles in her quest for fame.

Just over 20 years old, Bell stepped into the darkest period of her life, full of despair.

Not only was her personal freedom controlled, but also her spirit. She couldn't go online, so she had no idea how people were talking about her. When she briefly regained her freedom, the world outside had changed.

She missed the best time to clarify. Her absence was seen as admission and guilt. One by one, her fans became disappointed and left her, and all that remained in her comments were insults.

Not a single person who used to have good relations with her helped her.

No one wanted to be associated with a stained person, as they feared it may harm their own reputation.

In the entertainment industry, human nature can't stand the test. People only see reality clearly when they are cornered.

Izabella got lost in her memories before she knew it. Her agent, getting a bit ticked off at her silence, held back his temper and said in a stern voice, "This is something Kristin worked her tail off to get for you, you better go thank her properly."

It seemed he'd made the decision for her. Figured, the weak ones never got to call the shots.

Izabella conceded, "Okay, I'll make sure to thank her properly."

Kaley, Kristin, not only did their names sound identical, but they also exhibited the same hypocritical behavior.