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The Brilliant Mrs. Windsor Chapter 11

Cheer 11 The Tour Yearns for

Chapter 11: The Toad

Yearns for the Swan’s Flesh

Despite her suspicions, the quality and craftsmanship of the dress left

Charlotte unable to find any fault with

“Sister, you’re really lucky to find such a convincing counterfeit.”

Her words dripped with disdain.

Ahint of mockery flickered in

Isabella’s eyes. She had initially chosen not to respond, but Charlotte seemed eager to provoke her.

Mr. Alexander bought this for me. I don’t know if it’s valuable…”

Charlottes grip tightened, and her complexion darkened instantly,

Mr. Alexander bought it? Alexander had never given her anything!



What made this adopted, penniless sister of hers so special?!

“Impossible, Isabella, don’t try to deceive me. You must be setting your sights on Mr. Alexander, trying to

make me give up, right? Ha, don’t even dream about it!”

Charlotte’s face turned red with anger.

In front of others, she always maintained the image of a restrained and ladylike heiress.

Yet, the moment someone seemed to

vie for Alexander’s attention, she would transform into a raging tigress.

“Believe it or not, that’s your problem.

m going upstairs to rest.”

With that casual remark, Isabella stood up and made her way upstairs.

The more indifferent Isabella acted, the more infuriated Charlotte became. It was like punching cotton–soft and frustratingly unsatisfying.


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Charlotte’s heart beat fiercely, marking the first time since Isabella entered their home that she dared to speak to her in such a manner. She would never allow Isabella the chance to transform from a sparrow into a phoenix; after all, a sparrow can only ever be a sparrow!Isabella knew without

guessing that Charlotte must be seething with rage by now, but she felt neither burdened nor guilty about it.

After being adopted by The Sterling family, she had been patient enough with Charlotte over the years.

Now that The Sterling family donsidered her a burden, she had no reason to hold back anymore.

Back in her room, she comfortably took a bath and then opened her old laptop. It was only then that she realized the two billion from Ascot Group had multiplied several times over in the stock market, a slight smile





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tugging at her lips.

Alexander’s luck was unbelievably good. However, without such a turn of events, she would have never made it back alive from The Windsor.

After a deep breath, her fingers

resumed their dance on the keyboard.

[Let’s not contact each other for a while. I need some rest—X]

She sent out an encrypted email, closed her laptop, and sat there with her chin in her hand, lost in thought…

The next day, at Riverdale University’s auditorium.

With graduation approaching, the school had increased its activities.

Today, they had invited several distinguished alumni from the past few years to share their experiences with the soon–to–be graduates.

Isabella had little interest in such

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motivational speeches and would have skipped it if attendance wasn’t


By the time she arrived, the

auditorium was already packed, so she found a spot in the last row to sit down. On stage, the alumni were earnestly answering questions from the juniors.

Finding the noise bothersome, Isabella

was about to listen to music when she overheard whispers nearby.

“That’s Isabella, the wild girl adopted from the orphanage, always acting

loof as if everyone owes her

something. Only The Sterling family is

kind enough to put up with her. Anyone else would’ve kicked her out by now.”

Exactly. I heard from Charlotte yesterday that Isabella is delusional enough to try and hook up with Mr. Alexander. With her poor looks, how could Mr. Alexander ever notice her?”



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Charlotte, once the undisputed campus beauty of Riverdale University, had taken a break from school to join the entertainment industry under a company affiliated with Ascot Group.

Though she was no longer present, her loyal followers at the university kept her legacy alive.

“Just a toad lusting after a swan’s flesh, acting pitiful while always scheming to seduce men. Why else would she be sitting next to Mr. Adrian?”

Hearing this, Isabella turned and realized she was sitting next to Riverdale’s renowned Young Master Fairwind–Adrian Fairwind. She had been so focused on finding a seat that she hadn’t noticed her neighbor.

Adrian was also looking at her, his phoenix eyes shimmering with an unusual hint of amusement.

The Brilliant Mrs. Windsor by Jasmine Joy

The Brilliant Mrs. Windsor by Jasmine Joy

Status: Ongoing Author: Artist: ,
In a delightful twist of fate, Lady Isabella found herself inadvertently ensnared by Riverdale’s most powerful magnate, Alexander Windsor. Rumors swirled, predicting her doom, yet she effortlessly transformed into the cherished wife he seemingly couldn’t bear to part with for even a moment, as if wishing to keep her in his pocket or tethered to his side at all times. Isabella Sterling quirked a l*p, “A mere two billion, I shall return it then…” The man leaned in, his charm palpable, “And how do you propose to repay? With your heart, or something more tangible?” Since taking residence at The Windsor, Mr. Alexander’s incurable condition miraculously improved. He ate well, worked tirelessly, his demeanor blooming like spring peaches, heart swelling with joy, capable of sleeping soundly for three days straight without a care. Until one day, someone unwittingly stumbled upon the lady’s secrets. The top hacker shaking the core of Caloria was her! The financial tycoon whose name echoed around the globe was her! The prodigious healer with the golden touch was her, her, and again her… The elite ladies of high society wept, their makeup smeared, as they faced a fearsome rival. “You go first, I’ll retreat!” In Riverdale, where a mere stomp of Mr. Alexander’s foot could cause a tremor, he famously said, “A king does not live off his wife, unless she is overwhelmingly beautiful!”


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