Chapter 811
Serena didn’t bother lowering her voice. Isabella heard every word with crystal clarity.
The former heiress’s pathetic sobs hitched in her throat. She glanced at the drone hovering above, then back at Serena.
So… the footage displayed on the massive screen wasn’t hacked security camera footage. It was a live drone feed!
From the very second she reached out her hand, every single move she made had been under Serena’s watchful eye.
Isabella had thought her plan was flawless, but to Serena, she was nothing more than a ridiculous clown performing a cheap trick.
The blood drained from Isabella’s face, leaving her radiant complexion ashen. She collapsed onto the floor, utterly defeated.
Black Jack gasped in realization, giving Serena a thumbs-up. “Then, how did The Heart of the Sea end up on her? And what about my p>
She stopped herself before saying the word ‘gun p>
“Isabella was so obsessed with ruining us, so hyper-focused on destroying our reputations, that she had tunnel vision,” Serena explained smoothly. “She completely forgot we had other buddies in the room p>
She gestured with her chin. “I had Jaxon handle it p>
Black Jack turned around. Sure enough, Jaxon, the stoic man with the buzz cut, was leaning against a far corner, arms crossed and casually sipping a glass of red wine.
Noticing Black Jack’s gaze, Jaxon remained expressionless but gave his suit jacket a subtle tug. Black Jack’s micro-gun was safely tucked away in his pocket.
Of course! Isabella had been so busy glaring at Serena and Black Jack that she hadn’t paid any attention to the rest of Serena’s crew.
The moment Isabella had slipped The Heart of the Sea into Black Jack’s bag, Jaxon had received Serena’s signal.
As the Ghost Alliance’s top combat captain, sneaking into the dressing room, retrieving the sapphire, and stealthily tucking it into the folds of Isabella’s dress was like taking candy from a baby.
Isabella’s eyes bulged in horror. She stared at Serena, then at her formidable friends. She was on the verge of a total breakdown.
“You… you set me up!” Isabella shrieked, her gaze turning utterly predatory in her hysteria. “You did this on purpose p>
She whipped her head toward Kiera Montrose and Holden Vinton. “Holden! Kiera! Did you hear that? She did it on purpose! She framed me! She had someone plant it on me p>
“She admitted she had someone shove The Heart of the Sea into my dress! That’s a setup! She trapped me p>
“I’m innocent p>
Isabella stumbled desperately toward the elderly couple, trying frantically to pin the blame back on Serena. She wanted to prove that Serena was just as manipulative and wicked as she was accused of being.
But Holden and Kiera stared down at her, their eyes devoid of a single ounce of warmth.
Just as Isabella reached out to grab them, Holden firmly kicked her hands away.
“Enough p>
Kiera shook her head, a suffocating wave of disappointment in her voice. “Isabella,
even now, you refuse to show an ounce of remorse p>
“Do you honestly think we can’t see who framed who p>
“If you hadn’t harbored malicious
intention
if you hadn’t tried to steal
the sanire and pin it on Miss
Hazel, Serena would never have had to turn the tables on you p>
“You plotted to destroy someone, and you took action. That is a fact p>
“Serena only did what she had to do to protect herself and her friend p>
Kiera’s gaze turned somber, her tone growing colder by the second. “What, did you expect her to just sit back and let Miss Hazel be branded ather before we were allowed to call you out p>