After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities
Chapter 724

Chapter 724

But Deborah's heart was bursting with joy.

This was all about connections. If you didn't take advantage of theopportunity to meet big shots, then you were a fool.

Their country was just a small one, but they had developed well inrecent years because they always cooperated with big shots to seekbenefits.

Deborah quickly sent a message to Waylon with excitement, "Son,come back quickly. Your dad wants to introduce you to some amazingpeople.”

At this time, Waylon had reached the gate of the Presidential Palace.He lowered his head and replied to Deborah as he walked forward. "Iknow, I'll be home soon."

Just as he stepped through the gate, he heard the sound of brakesfrom behind him. He turned around in surprise and saw a woman in awhite dress getting out of her car.

He raised an eyebrow and was about to whistle at her when he realizedwho she was - Isabelle.

“Isabelle? Who let you come back?" His tone was full of disdain andmockery. "You're just an abandoned wife whose husband is in jail - howdare you come back?"

Isabelle walked towards Waylon on high heels expressionlessly. "I amthe President's daughter; I can come back anytime without anyone'spermission.”

Waylon thought Isabelle would tremble like she used to before and betimid and afraid again; however, he didn't expect her to be so toughnow.

He stared at Isabelle incredulously, "What has happened? You daretalk to me like that?"

Isabelle retorted confidently,"How I speak is my freedom; it's none ofyour business."

Her face looked elegant with makeup; she shone brightly withconfidence unlike before when she appeared weak as if being bulliedby others all day long.

How could one person change so much within such a short period?She felt like being reborn!

Waylon couldn't keep up with what was happening.”l heard that youescaped from the Bentley family, Tucker went into prison too, and theBentleys hate you. How dare you show up here tonight! The Bentleyswill definitely come!"

Isabella kept walking past him while speaking coldly, "So what? Am Isupposed to fear them?"

He followed Isabelle, with a look of disgust on his face, warning her in astern voice, “Let me tell you, my dad has invited some important gueststonight. You better not cause any trouble and keep your mouth shut. Ifyou dare offend the guests, I'm telling you there will be consequences!"Isabelle didn't even look at him and continued walking forward with acold laugh.

How dare this jerk ignore him like that? She never dared to do thatbefore.

Waylon became angry and reached out to grab Isabelle's arm to pushher!

But he didn't expect Isabelle to dodge it and slapped him. "I am yoursister. Show some respect!"

Waylon was stunned.

He... he got hit? He was beaten by this woman named Isabelle?

While he was still in shock, Isabelle had already walked away.

Waylon was so angry that he gritted his teeth. You wait for me, bitch!He grumbled as he entered the banquet hall where the President andDeborah were greeting guests. He didn't dare approach them becausehe wasn't sure if there were any red marks on his face from the slap.He quickly went into the restroom but when he looked in the mirror... hewas dumbfounded.

There were clear five-finger marks on his left cheek! He quickly sent amessage to the butler asking for ice cubes so that he could soothe itimmediately.

Deborah waited anxiously for Waylon's arrival but she couldn't replace himanywhere.

Why did her son drop out at such an important event?

She sent another message urging Waylon to hurry up.

Just as she finished sending it off, she saw Isabella enter through oneof doors leading into banquet hall.

She froze instantly upon seeing her.

In hushed tones, Deborah scolded, "What are you doing here? Do youthink this is an appropriate place for someone like you who wasabandoned by her husband?"

Isabella gave Deborah a blank stare before replying, "I have somethingimportant I need to talk about with my father.”

She had tried numerous times before reaching out to the PresidentPalace, only being turned down each time.

Holding up an invitation card, she said nonchalantly,"l came here withan invitation."

Deborah frowned suspiciously at her, "How did you get hold of one?""Why can't I have one?" replied Isabel dismissively as she walked pastDeborah without another word.

Deborah looked Isabelle up and down, feeling like she had changed alot. Isabelle used to never be so bold or confident, let alone speak socoldly and bluntly.