Twisted Ties of Love

The atmosphere turned tense as soon as the words left his lips.

Beck slightly tilted his chin up, staring at Izabella, awaiting her response.

Izabella was clearly caught off guard, she didn't expect Beck to pull a stunt like that. She looked at the check worth half a million in front of her.

Half a million, she could buy quite a few of those.

Izabella raised an eyebrow, saying, "That's it?"

"That's it? Are you upset cause it's not enough? I knew it, you're after the Dempsey family's fortune," Beck looked down upon Izabella, his tone and gaze filled with disdain.

Wendy, who was glued to her phone, sighed and put her phone down. She was dragged into that situation by her Dad and didn't really want to get involved, but Beck's comments made her speak up. "Dad, you're being stingy. It should be at least 5 million."

Beck immediately refuted, "Is your brother worth that much? Half a million is already a lot," Besides, if Izabella agreed to half a million, wouldn't he be at a loss?

He was a businessman; he didn't do bad deals.

Wendy suppressed the urge to roll her eyes, held up five fingers, "Half a million? My brother is worth at least 50 million. Plus, Izabella's net worth is way beyond your half a million. You're embarrassing yourself If Mom finds out, she won't just make you kneel on a washing board, she'll break your legs."

The thought sent a chill down Beck's spine; his hands trembled as they instinctively went to his knees.

In his nervousness, his pupils dilated, making him look like he was glaring. Beck leaned in toward Wendy and whispered, "All the checks are written for half a million, isn't it easier to say? We came here behind your Mom's back, don't tell her. What should we do, should we increase the price on the spot?"© NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

Izabella acted like she didn't hear their whispers.

"This is just a probe, to see how they would react. You've already brought out the checks, they definitely know your intentions."

After discussing with Wendy, Beck turned his attention back to Izabella again, while Wendy resumed playing with her phone.

Izabella stood up and brought Beck a cup of freshly brewed coffee.

Beck was determined as he cleared things up, "Let me tell you, it's impossible to bribe me with a cup of coffee."

Izabella chuckled, "Mr. Beck, you're overthinking it, I never intended to bribe you. Wendy, what would you like to drink? We have some sodas at home."

"Do you have Coke?"

"Yes."

Izabella went into the kitchen and brought back a can of Coke.

"Thanks."

Just as usual, Wendy sat quietly on the side, appearing very well-behaved.

Izabella took her previous seat and calmly said, "Mr. Dempsey, I would like to have a detailed discussion about my relationship with Casey. I am his girlfriend, he is my boyfriend, we are together because of our feelings, not anything else. If you measure our relationship by wealth, then I."

Suddenly, Izabella's expression changed. She picked up a check from the table, quickly filled in some numbers, and then slid the check toward Beck.

"If you intend to make me leave your son with half a million, then I am willing to pay 99.5 million to accompany your son for the rest of his life."

Beck was dumbfounded; was that woman crazy or sick?

"Are you joking? Can you even afford 99.5 million? You're young yet you're being reckless, spouting nonsense!"

"Perhaps in your investigation of me, you didn't get all the details. Allow me to introduce myself again, I am the executive director of the Maple Group, 90 million is not a problem for me."

"The Maple Group? You're?" Casey's father knew about that company, it had been gradually growing in the business world recently. Beck had estimated that the Maple Group was worth around 100 million. Although 100 million wasn't much to Beck, it was quite impressive to be owned by Izabella. Keep in mind, Izabella was only in her early twenties, she had a promising future ahead of her.

"Mr. Dempsey, are you willing to accept this deal?"

"If you really give me this much money, your company might go bankrupt."

Izabella didn't seem to care at all as she said, "I can always earn more money. But there's only one Casey in this world, I won't be at a loss," She was willing to use all her assets to prove her feelings for Casey Mr. Dempsey was speechless, he thought Izabella was after his wealth, but she had the capability to create even more wealth, she didn't need to rely on a man.

Wendy, who had been playing with her phone on the side, also looked at Izabella in surprise.

"You're really the president of the Maple Group?"

"I have no reason to lie about this, the Dempsey family is fully capable of investigating. If you still don't believe me, you can ask Casey."

Wendy looked at Mr. Dempsey and said, "Dad, let's go. What's the point of your opinion if both Mom and brother like her?"

It wasn't a matter of willingness at that point, Mr. Dempsey felt like his son had struck gold, finding such a wealthy girlfriend.

Wendy turned to Izabella again, "My Dad can be a bit stubborn, don't mind him. I'll take him home," After speaking, she gave the check back to Izabella. "You keep it, Mom's the boss, Dad's words don't count. Mom really likes you, don't take today's incident to heart, be with my brother happily."

Before she could finish speaking, the sound of the door opening came from outside. Izabella looked over, thinking that it should be Casey coming back.

Sure enough, as soon as Casey

entered the house, he saw the people in the living room and

furrowed his brows, "What are you

doing here?" He saw the checketone

the table and understood what was going on.

Without wasting any time, he took out his phone and called his Mom.

As soon as the call was connected, Casey shouted, "Mom!"

Beck snapped awake and charged at Casey, grabbing his wrist and demanding in a stern voice, "What the hell are you up to, punk!"

"And what the heck are you doing in my house? Threatening my girlfriend with money to leave me when I'm not around?"

"I did no such thing! You're talking gibberish!"

Casey didn't care how livid Beck looked. His phone was on speaker, and Bunny heard their entire conversation.

"Beck Dempsey! You get your ass back here right now!"

"Honey, let me explain."

"Beep beep beep."

Beck glared at Casey, too livid to even speak.

"Why are you staring at me like that? Can you admit that you didn't ome here with a check to make Izabella leave me?"

Beck released his hand, pointing at his nose and saying, "You little whiz kid, you're really something!"

In that family, Beck often stirred the pot out of boredom. Casey didn't want anyone to upset Izabella. He fixed things once and for all, no beating around the bush. "Dad," Casey suddenly got serious, "I knew I wanted to marry her the moment I saw her. After I knew her name, I even thought of our future child's name."

He'd never wanted someone that badly before and he'd give up his life just to be with her.

"You love my Mom. You know what that feels like," Without her, I can't live.

Beck fell silent, his furrowed brows relaxing slightly. He looked at Casey intently, clearly taking him seriously.

Beck opened his mouth but couldn't get the words out. He turned to look at Izabella, hesitating.

Izabella stood up, her eyes resolute, without a hint of hesitation.

"Whatever I don't care anymore," Beck kept his aloof demeanor. Knowing İzabella's worth, he realized that he had misunderstood her. But he couldn't swallow his pride and apologize to her.

"Wendy, let's go. Let's go home."

Wendy, clutching her little bag, ran a few steps forward. Suddenly remembering something, she pulled out her phone and ran up to Izabella and asking her, "Izabella, can I take a picture with you?"

Before Izabella could respond, Casey shooed her away, "What picture? Let's go."

"No!" Wendy's big eyes stared at Izabella, her lips curving slightly, waiting for Izabella's response.

Izabella couldn't refuse. She hadn't talked much with Wendy in the past few days. Wendy liked to play with her phone, always on the sofa or bed.

Izabella didn't know that little girl very well, but who didn't like a pretty little sister?

Hearing that Wendy wanted to take a photo with her, Izabella agreed, "Sure."

Wendy's face lit up with joy that she couldn't hide, a blush creeping on her cheeks. She took out her phone, found the perfect angle, and took a selfie with Izabella.

Wendy looked at the picture contentedly and put her phone back in her bag.

Casey walked up, grabbed Wendy's collar and yanked her away, "You got your picture, now go home with Dad and stop bothering us."

"None of your business!" Wendy looked unhappy. Her calm face suddenly showed a look of reluctance. She broke free from Casey, ran to Izabella, and hugged her.

"Izabella."

Izabella was taken aback by the sudden hug. She wasn't used to people being so close to her. She stiffened, unable to react, as Wendy's breath tickled her ear.

In her ear, Wendy whispered, "Izabella, if one day my brother pisses you off, could you consider giving me a chance?"

A chance? What chance? What was she referring to?

Wendy let her go of her, and then winked at her. Casey had a gut feeling that something was off. He pulled Wendy away and hustled her and Beck out the door.