Can't Win Me Back (Isabella and Nathan)

Thea finally stood up from the recliner and walked up to Madam Moore. The once overwhelming emotions of grievances and resentment seemed to have sailed away, leaving only a calmness like water.

"Before yesterday, I still had a little bit of sentiment towards you. But after yesterday, our mother-daughter relationship came to an end. You are an intelligent person, you should understand what I mean, why insist on this relationship that is already full of holes?"

Madam Moore naturally understood the meaning of Thea's mapping.

Thea heard that she was seriously ill and was able to come and see her immediately, which showed her filial piety towards her. However, in order to protect Victoria's interests, she used her own illness as bait to lure Thea to come, and conspired with Master Moore to try to imprison her.

Thea must have been utterly disappointed.

Madam Moore's eyes welled up with tears. "I was wrong."

Thea said lightly, "You were actually not wrong, you just didn't love me enough."

After saying that, Thea left without looking back.

Madam Moore burst into tears.

When Thea arrived downstairs, her eyes met with Theo's, and although they didn't directly communicate, both of them understood each other's gaze.

Theo's concern for Thea was almost overflowing from his body.

Thea's gratitude towards Theo was fragrant and rich.

To avoid suspicion, the two individuals merely nodded lightly at each other, considering it as a simple greeting.

The document drafted by the lawyer to terminate the parent-child relationship has been written and laid out on the coffee table, prominently displayed.

Thea picked up the pen directly and wrote her own name on it.

Pressed his handprint onto the name again.

Master Moore felt a sudden pang in his heart when he saw her hesitate without any reason.

He eventually lost his daughter.

"Isabella..." he cried out to her in agony.

"Don't blame me, Victoria is my first daughter. She had poor health and the doctor said only your umbilical cord blood could save her, so I begged your mother to give birth to you. You came into this world with a sense of mission to save Victoria, so subconsciously I would feel that you are just the antidote for your sister... That's why I have done many things that made you suffer, hoping that you can understand the thoughts of an old father who loves his daughter..."

Isabella looked at him with indifference and said, "Mr. Joe, I saved your daughter twice. The debt has been repaid. From now on, I will go my own way and have no further contact with you."

Master Moore's fingertips trembled intensely.

Isabella clearly saw his trembling hand, but she acted as if she hadn't seen it. She smiled at Theo and said, "Theodore, I have finally regained my freedom."

Theo smiled and said, "Let's go. Leave this place that makes you sad, and never come back again." "Um."

Theo and Thea walked hand in hand.

Master Moore slumped down on the ground, his once vibrant silver hair now appearing even more like snow under the light.

Victoria walked over and lowered her gaze, saying, "Dad, haven't you always disliked her? You should be happy that she's leaving this house."

Master Moore sighed, "When she was in this house, Dad always despised her. He despised her for being uneducated, clumsy, and embarrassing. Now that she has succeeded, I have forever lost her."

Victoria was best at sweet talk. "Dad, don't be sad, you still have me."

Master Moore seemed quite relieved, "Yes, luckily I still had you."

The Hill family villa.

Nathan slept on the couch for the night.

In the early morning, Alaric returned home and found Nathan still lazing in bed, which made him so angry that he kicked him to the ground.

When Nathan's body collided with the ground, he stared wide-eyed in terror.

Under the piercing gaze of Alaric, Nathan woke up completely. He sat up and called out, "Dad," with lowered eyes.

Alaric pointed at his nose bridge

bone and said, "Look at yourself

Where is your former pride and

now, how fallen you have and net

ambition? Weren't you very promising? Why did you lose the opportunities to collaborate with the Browns and the Sanchez?

Nathan's head drooped lower. "Dad, it was Theo who was against me."

He pondered for a long time and concluded that, compared to Thea, Theo was clearly more like an

opponent. He felt more dignified losing to Theo than losing to Thea.

But Alaric was not easily fooled, and he angrily scolded Nathan by poking his head, saying, "What Theo? It's clearly Ms. Thea! Mr. Brown himself called me personally and said that your plan is far inferior to Ms. Thea's.

Nathan protested, "Dad, Mr. Brown is biased towards Thea..."

"Nonsense, if Mr. Brown favors Thea alone, it can still be justified. But your Master. Sanchez also said that your company's plan is not even a bit better than Ms. Thea's plan if they all say so, it means that the designer you hired is truly inferior."

Nathan had a feeling of exhaustion.

His words were like imperial decrees. Whatever he said, others would flatter him. But now, he has fallen from grace and everyone is pushing him away.

"Your designer lost your project collaboration opportunity, you have to fire her," Alaric ordered assertively. Nathan's face turned pale. "Dad, there was nothing wrong with my designer. She was truly a rare talent among her peers. It's such a pity to have fired her.

Alaric became furious when he saw that he wasn't being listened to. "Are you ignoring the words of your uncle, Mr. Sanchez? I said you're fired, otherwise your clothing company will cease to exist."

Under the high pressure from his father, Nathan had no choice but to compromise and make concessions. "Yes, I will change the designer later."

Alaric added, "In order to promote your clothing company, I have arranged a variety show for you. Prepare well, as we will be recording the program in a few days."

Nathan was stunned.

He was once a prince, a capital master who had made many top-tier celebrities famous. But now, he has fallen to the point of recording variety shows himself.

"Dad, my company could hire a spokesperson."

Alaric said, "Did you have money to hire celebrity spokespersons?"

Nathan was speechless.

Alaric said, "We can't afford a big

celebrity, so it's better for you to be the spokesperson and represent yourself. You have a good image and a sharp mind, and I believe you can gain many fans. If you have enough fans, your clothing brand will definitely sell well."

Nathan had a resistant expression on his face.

He felt that people who participated in reality shows were like stripping naked for others to watch, without any dignity.

Alaric hammered the final nail in the coffin, saying, "Dad will no longer invest in your company, so it's up to you to revive it. You're on your own now."

Nathan. "..."

The prince, who had lived a luxurious life since childhood, being adored by everyone, experienced a great psychological shock when he fell into the mortal world.

After Alaric left, Nathan, feeling dejected, went to the bar to drown his sorrows.

When Thea received an unfamiliar phone call, she accidentally pressed the answer button.

The other party was a stranger with a scripted greeting. "Excuse me, is it Ms. Isabella?"

Thea patiently explained, "I had already changed my name. I am now called Thea. Please call me Thea from now on."

"Ms. Thea, I am a bartender at the bar. We have a drunk customer who has been calling your name. I believe you must know him. Can you come and take him away?"