Chapter 227
Isabella felt the venom in Seraphina’s voice even through the phone. Her expression darkened instantly.
Nathaniel was threatening her with legal action!
If the artists filed a lawsuit, the court would issue a subpoena. Failure to comply would be seen as forfeiting her rights.
How ruthless Nathaniel was! Did she intend to completely obliterate SilverPeak Entertainment?
What chaos!
Just then, Isabella’s assistant approached. “Ms. Delacroix, a woman named Penelope is here to see you. She claims to be Victoria Kensington’s assistant. She asked me to deliver this letter.”
Victoria Kensington?
Isabella frowned. Although she was SilverPeak Entertainment’s director, she only invested for profit and rarely involved herself. Many employees didn’t even know she was the director until recent events exposed her.
As for Victoria, Isabella had only seen her at fashion shows. They were not acquainted. However, the scandals surrounding Victoria had left a strong impression.
“Why would someone like her seek me out?” Isabella scoffed. “Burn that letter now!”
“But Penelope said this letter can help you defeat Nathaniel,” her assistant insisted.
Isabella’s eyes narrowed slightly. Defeat Nathaniel?
That witch Nathaniel had stolen her spotlight and now threatened to ruin SilverPeak Entertainment! She constantly opposed Isabella. It was time to end this!
With that thought, she took the letter from her assistant.
Opening it, a single word lay quietly on the paper: [Mastiff.]
Isabella’s expression shifted, a sinister smile curling her lips. Victoria did not disappoint. This was a brilliantly malicious plan! She eagerly anticipated how Nathaniel would appear at the Celestial Gala tomorrow night!
Nathaniel was unbothered by her earlier exchange with Isabella. Her focus shifted to tomorrow night’s attire. The Celestial Gala would be her first major ceremony in the modeling industry. It would be her debut recognition in this field.
Moreover, since Seraphina Delacroix wanted to destroy her, it only strengthened Nathaniel’s resolve to prove herself to everyone!
It was too late for a custom gown. Buying one from a luxury store lacked uniqueness.
Suddenly, two soft knocks sounded at the door.
Nathaniel looked up to see Alexander standing there, seeming to have something to say.
Considering Oliver was asleep, she stepped out and asked softly, “What is it?”
“Hmph. Follow me.” Alexander turned toward the study.
Nathaniel followed him silently.
His tall, strong figure gave off an unusual sense of security. Whenever Nathaniel glanced at him, her heart raced, forcing her to look away.
Inside the study, Alexander picked up a cube-shaped box and handed it to her.
“Open it.” His voice was deep and pleasing.
She eyed the large matte black box, frowning in curiosity. She reached for it instinctively. Lifting the lid, her pupils dilated in shock.
Inside lay the gown designed by Mr. Ashford! The red dress contrasted exquisitely against the black box. Even folded, the phoenix embroidery was vibrant. The entire phoenix was stitched with pure gold thread, glowing as if alive. This was a masterpiece born from a lifetime of dedication. One glance conveyed its spirit and story.
Nathaniel’s brows furrowed in astonishment. Why did Alexander have this gown? Was he the one who bought it from Mr. Ashford for ten billion?