Female Novel
Chapter sixty one
Laura
Isabella entered the room without acknowledging me and went straight to her bed. She climbedonto it and curled up without uttering a word.
I stood there, waiting for her to speak, but she remained silent.
"Isabella, are you alright?" I asked, observing as she slowly opened her eyes and looked at me.
"I'm... anxious," she whispered, her voice barely audible. I blinked in surprise, unsure of how torespond.
"What's troubling you?" I inquired. "What happened to make you feel this anxious?"
Isabella sat up and wiped a tear from her cheek. "I'm just... unsure if you'll still like me," sheconfessed, her voice barely above a whisper.
"That's not true," I reassured her. "What could possibly make you think that?"
Isabella sniffled and glanced down at her lap. "I'm worried that Vivian will take you away from me,"she admitted, tears welling up again.
I sighed and wiped away her tears. "Why would you think such a thing, Isabella? I'm disappointed tohear you say that," I said, my disappointment evident on my face.
"With the way you've been treating me differently and opening up to Vivian, I can't help but think thatI'll be discarded and she'll become the one you prefer," she explained, her words causing anger torise within me.
"Stop speaking such nonsense, Isabella. I would never do that. I'm not foolish. You are the one Iwant and cherish. Vivian won't take you away from me or replace you, do you understand?" I saidfirmly, and she nodded.
"Now, let's put those thoughts aside and smile for me," I said, offering her a smile to encourage her.
Isabella wiped her eyes and managed a small smile. It wasn't much, but it was a start.
"Much better," I said, returning her smile.
She blushed slightly and looked away. "I promise I won't dwell on it anymore," she said.
"That's good to hear," I said, patting her on the back.
"Would you mind if we change the subject?" she asked.
"Of course not," I replied. "What would you like to talk about?"
"I was curious about what you and Vivian discussed earlier," she said. "Did she mention anythingabout her parents?"
I raised an eyebrow in surprise. "Did you overhear our conversation?" I asked.
"No!" she quickly denied, looking embarrassed. "It was actually Oregon and Vivian."
"Did they both talk about it?" I asked, still taken aback.
"Yes," Isabella confirmed. "She mentioned that she had asked you to find her a martial arts trainerwhile she was working on the case."
"That's true," I said, feeling a bit uncomfortable discussing it.
Isabella noticed my hesitation and seemed apologetic. "I'm sorry if I'm prying. I don't mean to makeyou uncomfortable."
I sighed and shook my head. "It's alright. I'm fine."
"Um... So, do you plan on finding a trainer for her?" Isabella asked.
"Yes," I smirked, and her expression turned dull.
"I have a plan," I added, and she perked up a bit.
"A plan?" she asked. "What is it?"
"I intend to bring someone in to distract her," I explained, and her eyebrows raised.
"Why would you want someone to distract her? Is there something related to the case that you'rekeeping from her?" Isabella asked, surprise evident on her face.
"Not exactly!" I replied sharply. "I want to bring in a trainer, but their main purpose will be to distracther and possibly create a rift between my son and her."
Isabella's eyes widened, and her face lit up. "Wow, I understand what you mean, and I like theidea!"
"Of course, I know what I'm saying. I think it will be beneficial for you. That way, you can also getcloser to Oregon and win his heart," I said.
"I really need you to start looking for a trainer. We can bring them in after we execute our plan," shesaid, and I became confused.
"Plan? What plan?" I asked.
Isabella frowned, pouting her lips like a child who had lost their candy.
"Why are you saying that? Out of everything, you had to forget our plan," she said.
"It's my fault; I won't use my old age as an excuse. Can you remind me?" I asked, chuckling.
"I know you're being sarcastic. Anyway, the plan is for us to get Oregon drunk or high on Mondayand lock Vivian up. In the end, I will be the one he sleeps with," she explained, and a sigh escapedmy lips.
"I'm embarrassed that I forgot. I'm sorry, Bella," I said.
"No, it's alright. I'm starting to think it's just old age," she said, and I chuckled.
"So, how should we go about finding this trainer?" she asked.
"I'm not sure, but I know who can help," I replied.novelbin
"Who is it? Let's not waste any time and reach out to them," she said eagerly.
"It's actually Stephen, Oregon's beta," I revealed, and her eyes widened.
"Oh..." Isabella's voice trailed off. "Call him so he can come over."
I raised an eyebrow, amused by her statement, but I understood her eagerness. "I just don't wantmy son to find out that Stephen helped us. Oregon is already disappointed and angry that Stephenand I even talk sometimes."
"Stephen is the only one who can help us. Don't worry, I'll make sure Oregon and nobody else findsout," she assured me, standing up and walking to the center table. She picked up my phone andhanded it to me.
"Call him now, Queen Laura," she whispered.