He walked down the stairs slowly, each step steady, as if he was the judge of this house and everyone in it was nothing but dust under his shoes.
His gaze landed on Isabella like a slap.
"Evil creature."
The words were sharp and cruel, without a trace of hesitation.
Isabella froze.
Ethan Cruz sneered, his eyes full of contempt. "Sure enough, it was a mistake to let your mother give birth to you."
His voice grew louder, more vicious, as if he was enjoying her pain. "Do you still think you're the famous Miss Cruz?"
He walked closer, his face twisted with satisfaction. "Isabella, let me tell you. Your mother has already signed the share transfer agreement."
Isabella's breathing stopped.
Her entire body went cold, as if someone had ripped her heart out and dropped it into ice.
Ethan Cruz's voice was like a hammer smashing her last bit of hope. "She should have signed this divorce agreement a long time ago."
