After the Secret Wedding Rise of My Queen
Secret Wedding 30

Chapter 30 You Are Unworthy

Isabel and Ivana's gazes locked, the tension between them as taut as a drawn bow. The air seemed thick, charged with unspoken conflict.

Breaking the silence, Ivana retrieved a card from her purse and extended it toward Isabel. "If wealth is what you want, here's one million. Take it and leave."

Isabel cast a brief glance at the card. "Since you've already decided my motives, I won't try to convince you otherwise. You wouldn't believe me, no matter what I say." Without another word, Isabel pulled out her phone and displayed the transfer record Xander had sent her.

"Look at this. Your son is much more generous than you are-10 times over. Since I'm supposedly here for the money, I might as well hold on to him."

The 10 million was from Xander's previous transfer intended for Samuel's medicine.

Ivana's face reddened with anger. How dare Isabel use her words against her? And she hadn't anticipated Xander's immense generosity.

The 10 million was from Xander's previous transfer intended for Samuel's medicine.

"What will it take for you to leave?" Ivana's voice cut through the room like a blade.

Isabel leaned back on the sofa, crossing her legs and stretching out comfortably. "This place is so nice. Compared to my previous life, it's like heaven. Why would I want to leave?" "You're completely shameless!" Rachel burst out, stepping forward to confront Isabel before turning to Ivana. "Ivana, are you seeing this? It's only your first meeting, and already she is so bold. I don't want to think what she'll be like in the future! She'll walk all over you!" Ivana, usually composed thanks to her social training, found her patience wearing thin. Rachel's words had struck a nerve, and Ivana's sense of dignity as an elder felt deeply affronted.

"Do you think you can stay here just because you want to? If I pressure Xan to divorce you, do you really think he'd choose you over me?"

Ivana's words made Isabel frown slightly. To Xander, she was an outsider-his mother held far more significance.

"Mrs. Bennett," Isabel said calmly, "if you've done your research, you should know why Xander agreed to marry me."

Ivana glanced at Samuel, seated in his wheelchair, and realized that Isabel's words were indeed true.

"Don't be deceived like Xan was," Rachel continued, her voice low but insistent. "She's young, and while she may know medicine, can she really be better than the renowned specialists we've consulted? She's merely using this situation to get close to Xan, hoping that by bedding him, she can secure her place as his wife.".

Ivana, accustomed to the intrigues of high society, had seen these manipulative tactics before. Rachel's accusations resonated with the familiar ploys of ambitious women she knew well. With each word, Ivana's disdain for Isabel grew sharper, as if it were a tangible thing. 1/3

"Do you acknowledge it?" Ivana's voice cut through the tension, her finger pointing accusingly at Isabel.

Isabel's smile was serene as she responded, "Yes, I do."

She confessed?

Her straightforward admission left the room in stunned silence.

Isabel continued, "I'm after Xander's wealth and intend to become the mistress of this house. Beyond that, I plan to drug him, strip him of everything, and ensure that I have his child, leaving him with no choice but to be bound to me forever."

Ivana and the others stared, disbelief etched into their faces. They had encountered shameless behavior before, but none so audacious as Isabel's open declaration of her intentions.

"You-leave now! You are unworthy to be part of the Bennetts!" Ivana's face was a portrait of fury.

Isabel turned to Samuel. "Do you wish for me to leave as well?"

"I-"

"I keep my promises. If I say I'll have you standing within two weeks, then you will be standing within two weeks," Isabel said with unwavering resolve.

Samuel's hands rested on his legs, his heart caught in conflict. He wanted Isabel gone to protect his brother, yet he was weary of his confinement to the wheelchair. "Hmph! Sam, don't let her deceive you. She cannot heal your legs." Ivana's disdain for Isabel intensified, wishing for her to disappear from their lives immediately. Rachel, observing Ivana's reaction, cast a smug glance at Isabel. "Just wait-your arrogance won't last. Soon, you'll be cast out of the Bennetts." Isabel approached Samuel, her gaze shifting back to Ivana. "Mrs. Bennett, you seem solely concerned with your eldest son. What about your younger one?" "What are you insinuating? When have I ever stopped caring about Sam?" Ivana's chest heaved with anger.

"Really? If you care so much, why not ask him about the state of his legs?" Isabel's stare was unflinching as she confronted Ivana.

Rachel stepped forward, her tone sharp with disbelief. What's the point in asking? She can't fix Sam's legs

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"Keep out of this," Isabel snapped, shooting Rachel an exasperated look.

Rachel, initially stunned by Isabel's commanding demeanor, was now bristling with fury.

Before Rachel could retort, Ivana's voice sliced through the tension

"Enough. I'll prove that this woman is no more than a charlatan." She turned to Samuel, her voice urgent. "Sam, tell me has her treatment made any difference Samuel's fingers clenched the blanket over his legs, caught in a battle between hope and skepticism.

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"I... I don't know..."

"Samuel, if I leave now, you may never stand again. You'll spend the rest of your life in this cold wheelchair, always looking up at others."

With each of Isabel's words, Samuel's grip on the blanket tightened further.

"Besides, Xander made his own judgment. Do you think you're smarter than him or something?"

This struck Samuel like a revelation.

His brother's insight was well-regarded, and if anyone could discern Isabel's true intentions, it would be him. Despite the uncertainties, Isabel had not yet crossed any critical boundaries with his brother.... And his legs... he wanted to stand.

He wanted to stand!

Resolutely, Samuel raised his gaze to Ivana. "Mom, she might really be able to help with my legs."

"What?" Ivana's shock was evident, and Rachel's reaction mirrored hers.

"Sam, what are you saying? Don't be deceived by her-how could she possibly-" Rachel's protest was abruptly silenced as Samuel pulled back the blanket and slowly lifted his feet, exerting visible effort. 3/3