The Invisible Wife Turned Savage novel Chapter 118

Chapter 118 No Free Advice

Nathaniel barely reacted. “It’s fine, I guess,” he said flatly.

He gently set the spoon down–and didn’t touch the oatmeal again.

Finished

Isabelle’s bright, beaming smile froze on her face. Disappointment and frustration flickered in her eyes–she couldn’t hide it.

After breakfast, the two of them headed to the office.

Nathaniel spent the entire car ride reading over documents, not saying a single word to her.

Isabelle sat in silence, bitterness churning in her chest.

What makes her so special? Why does he treat me like I’m nothing? she thought.

Later that day, after sitting through a meeting with Nathaniel at Hartwell Group, Isabelle made her way to Estella’s office.

Estella was deep in work, drafting a new marketing campaign. When she looked up and saw Isabelle, her expression turned cold.

“If you came here to stake your claim and tell me to stay away from Nathaniel, you’re wasting your time,” she said coolly. “He’s the one chasing me–not the other way around.”

Isabelle stared at her, eyes wide, barely recognizing the confident woman standing in front of her. Rage bubbled up in her chest. She clenched her jaw tight, trying to hold it together. Her whole body was tense with rage–she needed an outlet, fast.

This can’t be the same Estella.

Back then, Estella was a timid little housewife who barely stepped outside the kitchen.

But now? She had a career. She had admirers. And most of all, she had this effortless, unshakable confidence.

The more Isabelle looked at her, the angrier she got. It drove her crazy.

She couldn’t hold it in any longer.

“Oh, I see what this is,” she sneered. “Nathaniel shows a little interest, and suddenly you think you’re better than everyone? Acting like you’ve got it all figured out now? Look at you–so smug now that he’s sniffing around again.”

Estella didn’t even blink. She didn’t look up from her laptop. “I have nothing to say to you. If

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Chapter 118 No Free Advice

you’re done, you can leave.”

She went right back to work, treating Isabelle like she wasn’t even there.

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Isabelle’s fury boiled over. She raised her voice. “Estella! Don’t get full of yourself!” she shouted.

Estella looked at her calmly, a trace of amusement in her eyes. “It’s work hours, Isabelle. If you’re here to take up my time, that’s fine–but it’ll cost you. A thousand dollars per minute. Sound fair?”

Before Isabelle could react, Estella pulled out her phone and flashed her payment QR code.

Her face turned scarlet, jaw clenched, eyes locked on Estella like she was ready to snap.

But after a moment of stunned rage, she bit her lip, pulled out her phone, and transferred 1,000 dollars.

As soon as the transaction went through, Estella smiled politely. “Thank you. That buys you ten minutes of my time. So? What do you want?”

She was calm, composed, and completely unbothered.

Watching her stay so calm only made Isabelle boil. She grew more annoyed, calling Estella greedy in her head. She sat down and snapped, “What exactly did you do to Nathaniel? Why can’t he get over you? I’ve done everything for him—I cook, I take care of him, I’m there for him—and he still treats me like I don’t exist!”

Estella raised her eyebrows, a little surprised, then let out a short laugh. “You’ve been cooking for him? Taking care of him? Trying to win him over by acting like his personal maid?”

Isabelle nodded stiffly.

Estella gave a small, amused sigh. “Funny–I used to do all that for him too. Cook, clean, and take care of everything. And he still treated me like I didn’t matter. So if you think taking care of him is going to win him over, it won’t. It never does.”

Isabelle looked flustered. “So what am I supposed to do, then?”

Estella wanted Nathaniel out of her life just as much, so she gave it some real thought. “Honestly? I want him out of my life too, so let me give you some real advice.” She leaned in slightly. “Nathaniel only wants what he can’t have. The more you throw yourself at him, the less he cares. You’re making it too easy—of course, he doesn’t love you.” Then Estella tilted her head, eyes sharp. “Do you know what Nathaniel values most? If you can get control of the one thing he values most… he won’t be able to walk away from you.”

“The one thing he values most?” Isabelle repeated, .thinking hard.

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