My Secret Billionaire Husband
Chapter 1579 - 1397 Forget it, I don’t care anymore

Chapter 1579: Chapter 1397 Forget it, I don’t care anymore

"What?"

"The one who likes Kapusniak is Issac Rowlett, not me. I have never liked this dish."

After saying this, Aria Rowlett went to a parked black sedan by the roadside, reached out to open the car door, and got in.

Mrs. Rowlett stood in place, her face alternately pale and flushed.

Did Issac Rowlett like Kapusniak?

But why did she always remember it as Aria Rowlett?

*

Upon returning home, Aria Rowlett entered her bedroom.

She lay on her small bed, closed her eyes, and thought about a lot of things.

At first, she decided not to care about Issac Rowlett.

After all, everything that happened to Issac Rowlett was his own doing.

However, after seeing Issac Rowlett, she found that she couldn’t harden her heart and really not care about him.

She recalled many things from her childhood.

At that time, Issac Rowlett was really well-behaved and obedient, always following her like a shadow, calling her "Joanna" with every single breath.

Just like how he previously held her hand in the police station, crying and calling her Joanna, crying and begging her to save him.

In that moment, Aria Rowlett’s heart softened.

However, if it were only a debt of ten million dollars, she would still have a way to repay it.

But if it involved Lady Octavia’s means, even if she were willing to help Issac Rowlett repay the debt, it would surely be impossible.

Aria Rowlett thought about it over and over, and she felt that this matter could only be resolved by telling Brandon Heath.

She couldn’t deal with Lady Octavia.

But Brandon would surely have a way to get Issac Rowlett out.

Aria Rowlett hesitated for a long time, and she still hadn’t decided whether or not to call Brandon when her bedroom door was knocked.

Mr. Rowlett spoke from outside: "Alvin, are you asleep?"

Aria Rowlett was silent for a few seconds, turned over and got out of bed, walked to the door, and opened it.

"Alvin, your mom made dinner; come down and eat." Mr. Rowlett said, and seeing Aria Rowlett standing at the door without moving, he sighed softly and pleaded, "Are you still mad at your mom? I’ve already talked to her, and she knows that she was wrong."

"She’s just too worried about your brother. What she said might be harsh, but it was all spoken out of desperation..."

"Dad, do you think those words were merely harsh?" Aria Rowlett laughed, but there was no laughter in her eyes.

Mr. Rowlett was taken aback.

"Forget it, I don’t care anymore." Aria Rowlett laughed again, self-mockingly curling her lips and saying, "I will try to save Issac. But remember, if something like this happens again, you two had better not call me."

Only after a few seconds did Mr. Rowlett react, his eyes revealing a look of joy: "Alvin, can you save your brother?"

"I don’t know, I’ll do my best."

If Lady Octavia had set a trap to hook Issac Rowlett, then she also had some responsibility in this matter.

"Alright, alright, do your best." Aria Rowlett finally agreed to help, and Mr. Rowlett naturally complied with her wishes. "Put your brother’s matter aside for now; go downstairs quickly and eat something so you don’t starve."

Listening to Mr. Rowlett’s concerned words, Aria Rowlett didn’t feel warm in her heart.

She didn’t feel any so-called family affection.

Because she was very clear that all this concern from both Mr. Rowlett and Mrs. Rowlett was for Issac Rowlett.

Everything was for Issac Rowlett.

*

A Luxe Lounge.

Smoke and laughter filled a private room.

A few rotund men each had a beauty in their arms, some enjoying the food fed to their mouths by the beauties, others enjoying the wine fed to their lips.