Chapter 3: The Fall Of Isabella Rossi
Three days later, the entire city was talking about the scandal.
But nobody knew the full story.
The headlines only mentioned a billionaire marriage crisis.
A hospital incident.
A jealous woman.
They didn't know the truth hidden behind the carefully built image of Isabella Rossi.
Because Marcus had not rushed to destroy her.
He had done something far more dangerous.
He waited.
He collected everything.
Every message.
Every phone call.
Every financial connection between Isabella and her father.
Every conversation where they planned to destroy Khloe.
Marcus knew revenge without proof was just anger.
But revenge with evidence was justice.
Isabella arrived at Thorne Enterprises believing she still had power.
She walked through the lobby wearing confidence like armor.
“I need to speak with Marcus.”
The receptionist looked nervous.
“Mr. Thorne is expecting you.”
That made Isabella smile.
She thought she had won.
She entered the executive office.
Marcus stood by the window overlooking the city.
“You look calm,” Isabella said.
“You always were good at pretending.”
Marcus turned around.
On the desk was a tablet.
Playing the security footage.
Isabella’s smile disappeared.
“You watched it.”
Marcus nodded.
“Every second.”
She became defensive.
“You don't understand what happened.”
“No,” Marcus interrupted.
“I understand perfectly.”
He placed documents on the table.
Bank transfers.
Messages.
Recorded conversations.
Her arrangement with Victor Rossi.
Her plan to destroy Khloe’s reputation.
Her attempt to remove Khloe from Marcus’s life.
“You didn’t want my marriage.”
Marcus’s voice was quiet.
“You wanted my company.”
Isabella’s expression changed.
The mask finally broke.
“You think Khloe is innocent?”
Marcus said nothing.
“She was always weak.”
That was the moment Marcus realized something.
Isabella never hated Khloe because of jealousy.
She hated her because Khloe had something Isabella could never create.
Real love.
The police entered minutes later.
Isabella’s confidence collapsed.
She looked at Marcus.
“You’re choosing her?”
Marcus looked toward the photo on his desk.
A picture of Khloe smiling while holding their unborn child’s ultrasound image.
“Yes.”
A pause.
“I’m choosing my family.”
Months later, the trial revealed everything.
The hospital attack.
The affair.
The corporate conspiracy.
The public finally saw the woman behind the perfect image.
Isabella Rossi lost everything.
Her reputation.
Her influence.
Her future.
But Marcus knew one thing.
The hardest part was not defeating Isabella.
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The hardest part was rebuilding trust with Khloe.
And that would take time.
