Chapter 15: Chapter 15
382 words<html><head></head><body><p>"I was wrong, Sebastian..."</p> <p>Isabella Langley's eyes were red-rimmed, her voice trembling as her delicate fingers clutched at Sebastian Valdemar's sleeve.</p> <p>Sebastian's sharp brows furrowed slightly before he coldly shook off her hand.</p> <p>"Filthy."</p> <p>He pulled out a handkerchief and meticulously wiped the spot she had touched.</p> <p>Edward Roland's face darkened with suppressed fury. After all, it was his daughter who had committed those disgraceful acts first.</p> <p>"Isabella!" Sophia Roland yanked her daughter back, hissing under her breath, "Haven't you humiliated us enough?"</p> <p>Alexander Roland stepped forward, his voice low. "Since Mr. Valdemar insists on canceling the engagement, the Roland family has no objections."</p> <p>Sebastian's long fingers tapped lightly against the armrest of the sofa, a dark glint flashing in his eyes.</p> <p>"You misunderstand, Mr. Roland."</p> <!-- /22796784223/Netlink/arkmoremoney.com/banner_in_article_2 --> <p>He lifted his gaze, sharp as a blade.</p> <p>"I'm calling off the engagement with Isabella Langley."</p> <p>The room fell so silent you could hear a pin drop.</p> <p>"I heard the Roland family has found their biological daughter?" Sebastian's lips curved slightly. "According to the agreement between our families, she is my fiancée."</p> <p>Sophia's face twisted. "Absolutely not! That girl grew up in the countryside—she's unworthy of the Valdemar family!"</p> <!-- /22796784223/Netlink/arkmoremoney.com/banner_in_article_5 --> <p>Her voice cracked with desperation.</p> <p>From the shadows of the staircase, Evelyn Roland held her breath, her nails digging into her palms.</p> <p>This lunatic!</p> <p>She had no intention of marrying a dying man and becoming a widow.</p> <p>"Where is she?" Sebastian scanned the room, his gaze lingering on the stairwell.</p> <!-- /22796784223/Netlink/arkmoremoney.com/banner_1 --> <p>"She's not home!" Sophia blurted.</p> <p>Sebastian studied her for a moment before standing and straightening his suit.</p> <p>"I expect to see her in three days."</p> <p>With that, he strode out, his posture as unyielding as a pine tree.</p> <p>Isabella collapsed to the floor, tears blurring her vision.</p> <!-- /22796784223/Netlink/arkmoremoney.com/banner_in_article_3 --> <p>She couldn't accept this!</p> <p>She had been so close to becoming Mrs. Valdemar—only for that country bumpkin to steal everything from her!</p> <p>"Isabella, don't cry." Edward helped his daughter up, his voice tender. "He's not worth it."</p> <p>Isabella bit her lip and nodded, but resentment churned in her eyes.</p> <p>She would never let that bitch get her way.</p> <p>Upstairs, Evelyn silently retreated to her room.</p> <p>She studied her reflection in the mirror, a cold smirk playing on her lips.</p> <p>He wanted to marry her?</p> <p>Fine. Let's see who outplays whom.</p> <!-- /22796784223/Netlink/arkmoremoney.com/banner_2 --> </body></html>