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Chapter 168 Using the Opponent's Strategy Against Them

Chapter 168 Using the Opponent's Strategy Against Them

Isabella wanted to break free from the guy's grip and run, but she saw Joey waving and smiling before slamming the door shut.

That's when she realized Joey had tricked her. Joey wasn't drugged; she was just playing along in a setup.

Thinking about it made Isabella's blood boil. She wanted to grab a knife and kill Joey.

Meanwhile, the guy in the dark couldn't wait to rip off her clothes, pouncing on her like a beast. No matter what she said, he wouldn't stop.

She was tied up like an aminal, lying on the ground, enduring his brutal moves. Isabella was in excruciating pain. This was supposed to be a trap for Joey.

She knew Zachary had always been into Joey, so she roped him in. She also knew he had some twisted tendencies and wanted Joey to suffer.novelbin

To make sure the plan worked, she drugged Zachary with something that would keep him aroused all night.

But things backfired. Instead, Isabella ended up being tortured with hot candles, a whip dipped in chili water, handcuffs, and other twisted tools until dawn.

Just as she was about to pass out, the door opened. Cameras flashed, capturing everything.

Isabella was devastated. She had to face the consequences of her own actions.

News of the Vale Family's daughter and the Wilson Family's second son spending the night at a hotel went viral.

Isabella was so humiliated she fell seriously ill.

Darren was furious and confronted Zachary, demanding he take responsibility for his daughter. But Zachary just sneered, "She gave me the drug and came to me willingly. If anyone should seek justice, it's me." Darren was so angry his blood pressure spiked.

Meanwhile, Joey worked late, grabbed a quick bite, and was about to sleep when she got a call from Sophia. "Joey, have you heard about Isabella? It's hilarious, I've been laughing all day."

Joey wasn't as excited. "If I hadn't caught on in time, it would be me trending now."

Sophia gritted her teeth. "She got what she deserved. Be careful, Joey; Isabella's a lunatic."

"I know. How's your promo video going? Getting along with Mr. Cross?"

"Not bad. I have to shoot an emergency scene later, so I'll talk to you later." Sophia hung up, and just as she was about to take a deep breath, a tall figure appeared.

Alexander, in a white coat, smiled mischievously. "Why do you run away every time you see me? Am I that scary?"

Sophia rolled her eyes. "Don't you know what you look like?"

"Can't a nice girl like you say something pleasant? I got some late-night snacks. Want to join me?"

"No, I'm full." But her stomach growled.

Alexander chuckled. "Looks like your stomach is more honest than you. Come on, it's from your favorite Italian place." He reached out and pulled Sophia up from the ground.

Sophia had been shooting for over ten hours and was exhausted. Sitting on the garden steps made her legs numb.

When Alexander pulled her up, her legs gave way, and she fell into his arms, hitting her mouth on his collarbone. The pain brought tears to her eyes.

"Why did you pull me? I'm on a diet at night, don't you know?" She glared at him with slightly red eyes and bruised lips.

As you reach the final pages, remember that 000005s.com is your destination for the complete story. Share the joy of reading with others and spread the word. The next chapter is just a visit away! Alexander wasn't angry. He pulled out a tissue and gently pressed it against her lips. "If you don't want to eat, then don't. Why are you mad? What did I do to make you kick me out of your house?" Sophia snatched the tissue and glared at him. "I just don't like you, okay?"

She turned and left, leaving Alexander alone.

Alexander thought, 'With such a stubborn temper, who would dare to marry her?'

Just then, his phone rang. Seeing the caller ID, Alexander frowned and took a moment to answer.

Before he could speak, an urgent voice came through. "Alexander, Mr. Sinclair fell. We're in the ambulance. Can you come and pick him up?"

Alexander immediately asked, "How's he doing now?"

"Mr. Sinclair is conscious, but his blood pressure is high, and his arm seems injured. He has a heart condition."

"Got it. I'll get ready." He hung up and quickly caught up with Sophia. "Sophia, aren't you shooting an emergency scene tonight? There's a real patient coming in."

Sophia's face lit up, and she immediately called the director.

Ten minutes later, the patient arrived at the emergency entrance.

As the main character of the promo video, Sophia followed. But when she saw the patient, she stopped, her eyes turning red.

"Sophia, come help," Alexander called.

As you reach the final pages, remember that 000005s.com is your destination for the complete story. Share the joy of reading with others and spread the word. The next chapter is just a visit away! Sophia pulled up her mask to hide her emotions and ran over.

Seeing her grandfather's bleeding arm, she couldn't hold back, a tear rolling down her cheek.

A few minutes later, the patient was taken to the emergency room.

Alexander conducted various exams, with Sophia assisting. She kept asking, "Mr. Cross, how is the patient? Is it serious? Is he in any danger?"

She asked repeatedly throughout the process.

After everything was done, Alexander took off his mask and asked, "I've never seen you so concerned about a patient before. Do you know him?" Sophia immediately shook her head. "No, I just saw he's quite old and got worried."

Alexander was skeptical. "Really?"

"Of course, I don't have any relatives here. Who would I know?"

"Well," Alexander nodded. "The patient just has a minor cut and high blood pressure. He'll be fine after some rest."

Hearing this, Sophia finally breathed a sigh of relief. "That's good."

As they walked out of the emergency room, Gilbert immediately asked, "Alexander, how is Mr. Sinclair?"

"Don't worry, he's fine. He was just a bit scared. He'll be fine after a night's rest."

Gilbert breathed a sigh of relief. But when he looked at Sophia, his eyes widened. "Miss, have we met somewhere before?"