Twisted Ties of Love (Izabella Salotti and Brett) novel Chapter 385

When Nathaniel called out Izabella's name, all eyes were on her.

Izabella pretended not to hear him and didn't move an inch after putting down her phone after her recent text.

Garen nudged Izabella gently with his elbow, saying, "He's calling you, Belle. Go over there."

Izabella wanted to continue playing dumb, but it wasn't just about her acting skills anymore. No Oscar-worthy performance could ignore this.

Dereck stepped in and said, "Izabella, Mr. Krueger wants you to join him. Go, he's not someone to mess with."

Spotting Izabella heading towards the director's chair, Kristin, who had been trying hard to keep her act together, froze on the spot.

"Cut!" Brad had to pause the shooting. He couldn't continue with how downhill Kristin's performance was going.

Nathaniel wasn't just here for the drama; he was here specifically to mess with Kristin.

Although Brad was dissatisfied with Kristin, he wasn't the type to bully others.

"Mr. Krueger, perhaps we should take a break?"

Nathaniel asked, "How many takes have we done?"

"Three times."

"Only three?" Nathaniel was clearly not satisfied with this: "Kristin, are you planning to leave or keep filming?"

Kristin's face flushed with embarrassment, and her eyes welled up with tears. She wanted to leave, but she knew she couldn't. If she left, she might not be able to return, and Nathaniel might find other ways to torment her.

"I want to continue filming," she said, her voice choking with tears.

Nathaniel turned to Brad and said, "See? She wants to keep filming, so let's continue."

Brad nodded, and the shoot resumed.

Kristin tried to fix her makeup. Looking at her swollen face in the mirror with some unknown liquid in her hair, she felt nauseous, and tears began to flow.

The makeup artist asked, shocked, "Are you okay?"

Okay? How could she be okay? She looked at Izabella. Why was she being humiliated here while Izabella just sat and watched like a spectator?

Kristin was becoming twisted. She blamed all her misery on Izabella, convinced that Izabella had said something, which led to Nathaniel treating her this way.

The hatred for Izabella was deep. This Izabella was just like the old Izabella.

The makeup artist, startled by Kristin's gaze, accidentally messed up her eyeliner.

In a panic, the makeup artist wiped it off and started over, apologizing repeatedly.

Kristin's gaze was sharp as a knife. If it weren't for all the people around, she would have exploded by now.

Izabella chose to stand with Brad instead of sitting next to Nathaniel, which displeased him.

"Bell" was becoming disobedient. He'd specifically come to see her, yet she didn't even show a hint of friendliness, damaging his confidence.

The old Bell was so much better; she would come over at his slightest hint. It seemed her time away had truly changed her.

The once hopeful kitten had become a wildcat, but Nathaniel still liked this new side of her. This version of her made him feel a sense of conquest.

Brett really wanted to kill him!

Suddenly there was chaos all around—noisy and turbulent. Only Izabella was watching with interest, her eyebrows slightly furrowed. She was a bit sorry that Brett missed it.

If Brett really killed Nathaniel, it could be said that he had avenged Bell, and Brett would also face legal sanctions. For intentional homicide, life imprisonment was the minimum penalty; it could even be more severe.

Only Liam knew that these two often fought, but it was never too serious; at most, they'd both end up in the ICU.

However, seeing Brett's fierce momentum, Liam's heart pounded, and it took a while to suppress that feeling of tension.

"President Windham, this is a public place. There are cameras everywhere; don't be impulsive; Miss Salotti is watching." Liam said, glancing at Izabella, who was sitting there as if nothing had happened. He thought if someone gave her a bag of sunflower seeds now, she'd probably start eating right away.

Nathaniel and Brett had had quite a few fights before, but this was the first time they'd done it in front of so many people, and it was extremely awkward. His mouth was cut; Brett's fist smashed into his face; he felt his teeth loosen; he swallowed the blood in his mouth.

"Brett, have you gone mad?"

People got sick for a reason. To those present, they were just angry because of a woman, and everyone knew who that woman was.

Nathaniel asked Izabella to sit back. Even though he didn't know what had happened, it was indeed when Nathaniel approached Izabella that Brett started the fight.

This kind of situation wasn't even dared to be dramatized in TV shows; bystanders were advising not to fight, but in fact, they were secretly recording with their phones.

The two were pulled apart by bodyguards and assistants.

Brett got up and loosened his tie. "Don't touch her."

"Brett, what gives you the right to tell me not to touch her?"