Chapter 876

Isabella's POV

He thought he was smart, thought he could challenge me. But he was still just a boy. A twelve-year-old child who had no idea who he was playing with.

I forced myself to take a deep breath, trying to calm the storm raging inside me. Think, Isabella. Think. 

I couldn’t afford to panic. If I lost control, everything I had worked for would crumble. Logan would find out the truth, and I would lose everything…my marriage, my life, my freedom.

But I wasn’t going to let that happen.

A twisted smile crept onto my lips as a dark thought took root in my mind. If Damien was a threat, then I needed to eliminate him. Before he opened his mouth to Logan. Before he ruined me.

Yes… I should kill him.

I wiped my tears away, forcing myself to my feet. I walked toward the mirror, staring at my own reflection. 

My eyes were bloodshot, my hair slightly disheveled, but beneath it all, I saw the same determined woman