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The Brilliant Mrs. Windsor Chapter 16

Chapter 16: The Resentment Deepens

Isabella quickly noticed the Maybach tailing her, a spectacle hard to miss

amidst the bustling traffic. Such a luxury car was bound to draw

attention anywhere.

“The nerve of that creep to follow me!” she thought.

Eager not to drag the orphanage into her troubles, Isabella instructed her driver to turn around and head back to Sterling Manor.

Mr. Windsor, do we keep following?” Sebastian asked cautiously, catching a glimpse of Alexander’s ominously dark expression in the rearview mirror.

“Stop,” he commanded coldly, his voice cutting through the air as sharply as the car’s brakes did on the roadside.


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His gaze drifted towards the distant skyline, a forest of towering buildings under which the bustling traffic and pedestrians seemed no more significant than ants.

This world was a battleground where only the strong survived, and Riverdale was no exception.

The Ascot Group’s stature today owed as much to Alexander’s exceptional business acumen as it did to his cold, almost ruthless demeanor.

And then there was Isabella, a woman who, for some inexplicable reason, he felt compelled to understand, to


The next day, at the bank.


Isabella took the receipt handed to her by the teller, noting it indicated a transfer of $500 to the Harborlight Sanctuary’s account. She glanced at it briefly before crumpling it up and


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tossing it into the trash.

With no school today, she seized the opportunity to visit the little ones. Catching a cab, she arrived half an

hour later at a small courtyard on the

outskirts of town.

In the middle of the courtyard stood a two–story building where several children were playing tag.

A middle–aged woman sat on a stone bench, surrounded by a heap of peeled potatoes. It seemed potatoes were on the menu for today’s lunch.

“Isabella, you’re here!” The woman boked up, a smile spreading across her face as she saw Isabella at the fence.

Isabella’s eyes momentarily reddened, and she quickly wiped them with her sleeve, managing a faint smile.

“Ms. Greenwood, let me help you,” she offered, squatting down and picking up a potato to peel.




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“Put that down; let me do it. You

shouldn’t be doing such work, you’ll dirty your clothes.”

Isabella didn’t let go, instead looking up at Ms. Greenwood. This seemingly ordinary woman managed to

single–handedly keep the orphanage


“Ms. Greenwood, what will happen to the children once this place is demolished?”

Ms. Greenwood laughed softly, “What can we do but take one step at a time?” Her face bore no sign of worry, a testament to the resilience that had

sustained her so far.

Isabella clenched her teeth, her

resentment towards Alexander


Harborlight Sanctuary was the last

private orphanage in Riverdale, originally managed by Ms. Greenwood




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and her husband.

After his death, she struggled to keep it going on her own. When the city council planned a new road that would pass right through, the orphanage was inevitably marked for demolition.

Ms. Greenwood had humbly

petitioned the city council thousands of times over two years to find a new location for the children.

Finally relenting to her persistence, they allocated a new site for

Harborlight Sanctuary.

To her dismay, Alexander had purchased that very piece of land,

leaving the children without a refuge once their current home was demolished.

“By the way, a kind soul donated $500

just now, enough to cover the

children’s meals for half a month. If I

ever meet her, I must thank her



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properly,” Ms. Greenwood said with a warm smile, unaware of Isabella’s troubled thoughts.

“Mr. Windsor, if people find out we’re following Ms. Sterling again today, wouldn’t it look bad?” Sebastian, hands on the steering wheel, voiced his concern, not keen on being labeled a peeping Tom.

Alexander’s gaze pierced through the fence, resting on Isabella. He asked slowly, “What do you think?”

“Mr. Windsor, to be honest, I think we’re being a bit… creepy.”

Alexander’s brow furrowed slightly. “I meant, what do you think of Isabella?”

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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