Chapter 3: The Secret Behind Isabella Rossi
The next morning, the news spread everywhere.
Not because Marcus Thorne wanted publicity.
But because Isabella had spent weeks creating a false image.
She had told people Khloe was insecure.
She had told friends that Marcus was unhappy.
She had convinced everyone that their marriage was falling apart.
But now the world saw the truth.
The woman pretending to be innocent had been exposed.
However, Marcus knew there was something bigger.
People didn't risk everything without a reason.
And Isabella was too calculated.
Too careful.
Too patient.
This wasn't an emotional mistake.
It was a plan.
His private investigator arrived that afternoon.
"Mr. Thorne, we found something."
Marcus looked up.
"What?"
The investigator placed a file on the desk.
"Isabella Rossi has been secretly meeting with someone from your company."
Marcus opened the file.
His expression changed.
Inside were photographs.
Emails.
Financial records.
The person involved was someone Marcus trusted.
His own business partner.
David Collins.
For years, David had stood beside him.
They built the company together.
But the documents revealed the truth.
David and Isabella had been planning to destroy Marcus's reputation.
The attack on Khloe was supposed to be the beginning.
They wanted the public to believe Marcus's marriage was collapsing.
They wanted investors to panic.
They wanted Marcus distracted.
And then they would take control of his company.
Marcus closed the file.
The anger inside him was quiet.
Controlled.
Dangerous.
"They didn't just attack my wife."
He looked at the evidence.
"They attacked my family."
Meanwhile, Khloe sat in the hospital room.
The doctor smiled.
"The baby is healthy."
For the first time in days, Khloe allowed herself to breathe.
Marcus walked inside.
She looked at him.
"You knew, didn't you?"
Marcus stopped.
"Knew what?"
"That something was wrong."
He sat beside her.
"I should have protected you sooner."
Khloe looked down.
For weeks, she had felt alone.
She had felt like nobody believed her.
But now Marcus held her hand.
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"I believe you."
Those four words meant everything.
