Cannot Bear To Let Go Of My Rich Wife
Chapter 133 - 145: It’s easy to avoid open flirtation, but difficult to guard against hidden cheapness (6)

Chapter 133: Chapter 145: It’s easy to avoid open flirtation, but difficult to guard against hidden cheapness (6)

Isabel Smith could hear her own heartbeat rapidly increasing with excitement as she thought of returning to the Smith family home tomorrow.

For the entire afternoon, Isabel stayed home without going out. At three o’clock, she was so hungry that she rummaged around her house but only found a box of Mr. Ramen Instant Noodles. She boiled some hot water and made the instant noodles. It must have been because she was so famished that she drank even the soup down to the last drop.

After eating, she curled up in the living room sofa to watch TV. However, she couldn’t focus on any shows despite changing channels repeatedly, which eventually led to a suffocating feeling in her chest.

Isabel finally gave up and turned off the TV, staring out the window to wait for the sunset. It must have been about seven or eight in the evening when she finally realized it was dark outside and another day had passed. Once she woke up the next morning, she would be able to return to the Smith family home.

Isabel got in bed but couldn’t sleep, so she picked up her mobile phone and randomly scrolled through her Facebook to check on the latest celebrity gossips and scandals. Suddenly, her phone chimed twice, indicating the arrival of an MMS. She absentmindedly opened the message to find a series of images taken in a flashy nightclub filled with men surrounding several women. In the midst of those men, she recognized the all too familiar face of Elijah Smith!

Just after finishing viewing the message, the same mobile number sent her a long text message:

Sister Isabel, Elijah is currently having a lavish party with a large group of people at Magnificent. I took a photo for you to see. If Grandma knew, she would definitely scold Elijah. Oh, right. I forgot to tell you, this place is really expensive. A million dollars in one night, no problem, after all, they only offer top-notch girls here!

Evelyn Osbert!

Without a doubt, Isabel knew that the message had been sent by Evelyn Osbert.

Evelyn’s intentions were crystal clear: she wanted to provoke Isabel and show her what kind of person Elijah had become.

Isabel looked at the photo, her eyes growing darker by the second. In the next moment, she abruptly threw off the quilt, walked into her wardrobe, picked out a dress, put it on, and grabbed her wallet. She then headed to the entrance hall, put on a pair of matching shoes, and left her home.

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Isabel took a taxi straight to "Magnificent."

It was a members-only club, and one couldn’t enter without a membership card. Isabel remembered Elijah’s ID number and told the receptionist his full name and ID number, hoping that she would be allowed in.

Since Elijah was a frequent visitor of this environment and a senior member of "Magnificent," the receptionist checked and then respectfully escorted Isabel to the private booth where Elijah was.

The soundproofing in "Magnificent" was excellent. Walking down the long corridor, Isabel could only hear her own and the receptionist’s high heels clicking on the floor, with no other noises intruding. Occasionally, she could see the colorful lights inside the private booths through the glass on the doors.

Attendants walked past her in the hallway, politely acknowledging her with a bow and a smile.

Finally, at the very end of the corridor, the receptionist came to a halt, turned to Isabel, and pointed to a private room right in front of them, whispering: "Miss Smith, this is the booth Mr. Elijah Smith reserved for tonight."

"Thank you," Isabel replied graciously, smiling at the receptionist before taking out two red bills from her wallet and handing them to her as a tip.

The receptionist, extremely delighted, said ’thank you’ twice before turning and leaving.