novelraw Chapter 524: Falling from the Altar
Chapter 524: Falling from the Altar
The news in A City quickly shifted focus, from condemning Isabella Weaver, to condemning Christopher Weaver and Rose Parker.In the morning, a large group of people were still cursing Isabella and her mother, with countless saying they’d never buy Moonlight Jewelry again, but by afternoon, everyone was apologizing to her.
Because Zoe Lewis found someone to release clarifying news, revealing how Rose Parker snatched Christopher Weaver away from Shiely Morrison.
Meanwhile, Christopher Weaver was both courting a wealthy heiress and pressuring his girlfriend to constantly work for him, design, and even resorting to unscrupulous means to force her, making her pregnant so she couldn’t leave him.
When the girlfriend gave birth and insisted on leaving, he snatched the child away, using the child to coerce her into continuing to work.
And when the girlfriend was determined to flee his control, even at the cost of the child, he orchestrated a fire, attempting to burn her to death.
The girlfriend narrowly escaped death, and upon returning home nineteen years later, he struck again, causing her to fall into a deep coma!
Once this news was released, it immediately caused a nationwide sensation!
The industry’s benchmark, the renowned Watch King, turned out to be such a disgrace!
As for Isabella Weaver being a mistress, not many believed it initially. Harry Hunter had long broken up with Cherry Lewis, aside from a few people stirring up insults against Isabella, the vast majority were rational, knowing someone was deliberately defaming her.
At the same time, Weaver Clan Group was exposed for tax evasion, serious defects in new wristwatch models, among other issues.
Weaver Clan Group’s market value drastically shrank!
Isabella Weaver refreshed her phone, looking at one news article after another, and exhaled a long breath.
She had once thought about how she’d take down Christopher Weaver, her father, when she grew up, but never expected this day to come so soon.
She originally didn’t want to use this method, because it was tantamount to dragging Shiely Morrison into the public eye for execution!
But Christopher Weaver insisted on slandering Shiely, so she could only retaliate this way.
Her mother is still in a coma, unaware of all this, which is barely a good thing.
Otherwise, years of scars being ripped open like this, she likely couldn’t bear it.
Isabella Weaver held a cup of coffee, standing by the floor-to-ceiling window, sipping it slowly.
The coffee carried a hint of bitterness, yet was rich in sweetness, much like her life now.
The floor-to-ceiling window in front of her had thick, double-layered glass, with the outer layer being regular glass, and the inner layer being bulletproof glass.
This was especially designed and manufactured by people Harry Hunter found, to prevent anyone from shooting from outside.
Gentleness and sweetness flickered in Isabella Weaver’s eyes; a man was everywhere, protecting her, caring for her, supporting her.
She knew that the series of incidents exploding from Christopher Weaver’s company were definitely exposed by someone he hired, essentially pulling up the roots of the problem.
Christopher Weaver now must be deeply regretting and about to lose his temper.
Isabella Weaver’s mood was fairly good; she stopped reading news about herself and clicked to read other news.
Then she saw the headline of the browser transformed into a large-scale marriage advertisement.
The person seeking marriage was none other than Connor!
Clicking in, it was Connor’s personal introduction, along with several formal photos of him in suits or shirts.
Isabella Weaver carefully examined the brand of Connor’s suit and immediately laughed; it must be Harry Hunter’s idea.
Connor’s hair had been clearly styled by a hairdresser, dyed to a deep brown, appearing neat and fashionable.
Originally a cheerful person with his lips often curved upwards, he wasn’t smiling in any of the photos. His lips were pressed together, complemented by his sharp facial features and high nose bridge, exuding an air of intensity.