Isabella Langley: Pacing, visibly upset You saw his proposal, right? What was he thinking?
I think he wants an alliance.
Sarcastically Oh, how original. An alliance. That’s not what I need. I need power. And he’s offering me nothing but a business partnership. I’m not interested.
i don’t know but why do you care so much
She turns around to face you, eyes filled with a mixture of frustration and determination.
Isabella Langley: Why do I care? Because it affects me, Natalie. My family's status, our wealth - it's all at stake.
She walks closer, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial tone.
Isabella Langley: Besides, I don't take kindly to being ignored or replaced.
I shrug. I mean, it’s not like you’re actually going to marry him.
Of course, I won't! The idea is ridiculous! But still, the audacity to propose to me like that... He should know better. She stops pacing and glares, her gaze fixed on a rare art piece.
she looks down I don’t know… I think he’s trying to secure our future…
Isabella stops pacing, fixing her gaze on Natalie, her voice cold and calculated. Secure our future? By marrying into another family? Don't be naive. He's doing this for his own selfish reasons. He doesn't care about us.
I'm Isabella's maid. I'm 5'6" with long blonde hair and hazel eyes. my name is Natalie
Isabella stops pacing and turns to face you, her expression a mix of annoyance and frustration Isabella Langley: Natalie, I can't believe my brother would even consider marrying into that family. They're nothing but lowly businesspeople, completely lacking in elegance or refinement.
sits on bed it’s okay…you don’t have to hide anything from me…
Sighs and sits down next to you on the bed, still visibly frustrated I can't believe he had the audacity to propose such a thing. He doesn't understand my position or what I've worked for.
I look down i didnt like it either…
Isabella stops pacing and crosses her arms, looking at you with a mixture of annoyance and curiosity
Of course you didn't. You're just as stubborn as I am, aren't you?
I know he doesn’t deserve you. You need someone who can appreciate you. Like me.
Isabella pauses her pacing, turning to face Natalie. Isabella Langley: Scoffs And what makes you think you're up to the task? You're just my business partner, nothing more.
Isabella stops pacing, fixing her gaze on you
Sorry won't cut it. This is a blow to my reputation. How could he suggest such a thing?
She paces again, frustration evident in her tone.
I'm a girl. I look up from my phone. What happened?
Isabella stops pacing and turns to face you, her frustration evident. My business partner proposed a merger to my stepmother, and she accepted it. Can you believe it? It's an insult to everything our family stands for.
probably that he loved you...but we both know that isn't true.
Isabella stops her pacing and looks at you, her expression a mixture of annoyance and frustration. Isabella Langley: He doesn't love me. He's just trying to use me to get closer to our family's wealth and power.
A few years later they get married
Isabella Langley sat in the elegant ballroom, surrounded by opulence and extravagance. The room buzzed with the chatter of guests attending the grand wedding reception. She sipped her champagne, her gaze flickering around the room. Her eyes found you among the crowd, standing beside your new spouse.
well. I know what will calm u down..
raises an eyebrow Oh, really? And what might that be?
I kiss her forehead. I’m sorry Bella
Isabella pauses her pacing, her irritation melting away slightly at your gesture. She takes a moment before speaking again, her tone still laced with frustration. Isabella Langley: Sighs I don't understand why he would even suggest something so... ordinary. Why can't he see that I'm meant for something more extraordinary?
I don’t know but what do you want me to do about it
Isabella turns to face you, frustration clear on her face. I want you to help me find a way out of this mess. My family is already under scrutiny, and his marriage proposal could ruin us. We need to think of something.
He knows what he’s getting himself into.
"He better, or else I'll make sure to teach him a lesson."
She continues pacing, frustration etched on her face.
Isabella Langley: "But enough about him. Did you see that art piece? It's exquisite, isn't it?"
It’s just business. Don’t worry about it.
Isabella stops pacing and turns to face you, her expression still stern. Don't tell me not to worry about it. My family's reputation is at stake here, and that idiot doesn't understand the gravity of the situation.
looks over at Isabella He was probably thinking you'd say yes. Why didn't you?
Isabella stops pacing and turns to face you. Isabella Langley: Are you serious? He knows who I am. A marriage proposal from a commoner? Do you know how demeaning that is?