Chapter 752 - Seven Hundred And Fifty-two: It Cant Be A Coincidence (1/2)

The third point of view:

Isabella and Pedro created quite a buzz when they arrived. Both couples were good-looking hence they were quite a refreshing sight to the audience. Since it was a private event, no reporters were allowed on the ground yet it didn't stop friends and families from taking pictures.

The scene was picturesque and at the decorated platform, there was a projection screen that showed off pictures of Isabella and Pedro together. The pictures featured their relationship from when they were kids, occasionally showing some family members together with them however, it was more of Isabella and Pedro - with Julie and Anabelle since they literally grew up together.

Isabella had a smile on her face which was a rare sight, however, this was her rehearsal dinner and the least she could do was not to scare her guest.

Everyone was here to congratulate her and that was when her mother appeared with her long-awaited guest.

”Isabella, my daughter!” Reina arrived at her side with Deborah.

”Mother,” Isabella embraced her, giving her an expression that was far more sincere than the ones she had given her guests. She then noticed the woman beside her who smiled politely at her, Isabella pulled away.

”Deborah?” her brows were raised questioning.

”Yes, I'm Deborah,” The woman acknowledged her name before stretching her hand for a handshake.

”Isabella,” The white witch answered, accepting her hand in a firm handshake.

”Have we met somewhere?” Isabella asked, still involved in the handshake while scrutinizing Deborah. She could almost swear that she had seen her face somewhere.

”I don't think so, however, the world is a small place and we must have passed each other without realizing it,” Was Deborah's answer.

”Yes, that could be the case,” Isabella said, finally releasing her hand. But as calm as Isabella looked, her mind was working one thousand miles per minute.

Isabella had a photogenic memory hence she was good at remembering, so there must be a reason why this Deborah woman looks familiar to her. The both of them had met, Isabella was definitely sure of that. She just couldn't place where they had met? How? And when? Her instincts were tingling about this woman and she wished she wasn't in a dress so she could start her investigation immediately.

”You're that Deborah that my aunt Reina wouldn't stop talking about?” Anabelle butted in immediately, staring her over, ”You're not what I expected,”

”Well, sorry that I'm not as slim and glamorous as the rest of you,” Deborah misunderstood her comment thinking that Anabelle was hinting at her body shape.

”Of course, not! That is not what I mean silly!” Anabelle rebuked her, rolling her eyes, ”I'm just saying that you're much more beautiful than I thought and you should have more confidence in yourself,” She slightly scolded her.

Anabelle added, ”By the way, I'm Anabelle and this is my fiancé Julie and as you know, Isabella's one and only man, Pedro,” she did the favor of introducing the rest of them.