Chapter 523

Isabella’s POV

I had already wasted enough time thinking about her, planning this moment. Now, it was time to act.

I took a step forward, closing the gap between us. Her breathing quickened, and she instinctively took another step back. Good. 

Let her feel the fear. Let her understand, even for a fleeting moment, what it feels like to be powerless.

"Listen, I don’t know what you want," she stammered, her voice shaking. "But if this is about Jason or Logan…"

I laughed again, cutting her off. "Oh, this has everything to do with them," I said, my voice dripping with venom. "You’ve been a thorn in my side for far too long, Layla. Always in the way, always stealing what doesn’t belong to you."

Her eyes widened, and she shook her head. "I haven’t stolen anything!" she protested. "I don’t even know you!"

"Exactly," I snapped, taking another step closer. "You don’t know me. You don’t know what I’ve sacrif