Chapter 753 - Seven Hundred And Fifty-three: Find Me, Natasha (1/2)

The third point of view:

”Tell me all you know about that girl?” Isabella cornered Julie after she managed to escape from Pedro and the never-ending guests that wanted to have a word or one with her.

Currently, Reina and Cecil were on the stage entertaining guests with tales of the great relationship between both families. It was enough to take the attention off her until she got what she wanted.

”Thought you were never going to ask,” Julie smirked at her, pulling out his cellphone and opening the pdf document.

Isabella received the phone from him and began to go through the report even as Julie said to her, ”She has quite a lot of properties that she inherited from her late husband, and her record's sparkling clean,”

”You can't have such an amount of wealth without dirtying your hands....” She scrolled further and came to a startling discovery,” She got married at the age of eighteen to an eighty-eight-year-old man? Sounds like a gold digger to me”

Julie sighed, ”You can't exactly call her a gold digger, she's just trying to survive,”

Isabella arched her brow at him, ”By reaping where you didn't sow?”

”You said it yourself, Isabella. Life is a survival of the fittest. You were born with a silver spoon and would never understand the plight of the common?”

”And you were?” She hinted he wasn't born a commoner either.

”I'm just saying you shouldn't judge her, ” he said.

”I'm not judging her. You would have to be interested in one's life to judge them?” she muttered, eyes glued on the screen as she scrolled further down.

”If you're not interested in her, then why ask me to investigate her? She saved your mother, you should be thanking her, not suspecting her,” he told her.

”You're right, I should thank you,” Isabella acquiesced yet added, ”However, I just found out that we've met years back in my father's office in a suspicious manner. If it wasn't for the fact that her father seems to have no idea about her, I would have thought there was some sort of connection between them.....”

Isabella suddenly stopped,” or maybe there's indeed a connection between us... ``There was a calculative look in her eyes as her mind got busy once again.

”What is it?” Julie was concerned when he saw the speed at which Isabella used to skim over the pages she had already read.

”I need to go know more about her mother,” Isabella hasn't given much thought to that aspect of the report and must have skipped it in a haste to know more about her - Deborah's - personal life.

”Why?” Julie was curious. As much as he found Isabella annoying, the way her mind works awes him.