The Substitute Bride

"It's okay, Ms. Zhao. So, do you want to go up?" the security guard asked Isla.

Still wearing a smile, Isla nodded to him. After hesitating for a moment, she walked into the building.

The guard was confused about what Isla wanted to do, but he knew it would be inappropriate for him to ask.

Soon, Isla got into the elevator.

When Phoebe saw Isla, she dashed to her and pulled her to a corner. After making sure that no one else was watching, she worriedly said, "Ms. Zhao, what were you doing? Mrs. Lu just asked if you told me anything. I didn't know what to say!"

"I didn't do anything. I was just preparing a surprise for Sheryl. Don't worry. Everything's fine," Isla said, patting Phoebe's shoulder to console her.

Upon seeing Isla being so composed, Phoebe decided to just trust her and to stop worrying.

After this, Isla went to Sheryl's office. Standing in front of the door, Isla took a deep breath to calm herself, before pushing it open.

Sheryl knew Isla was going to come back. Isla had left in such a hurry that Sheryl knew she'd come back right away. When she heard the door open, she already knew that it would be Isla.

"Why are you back so soon? What happened?" Sheryl asked. She was reading something and didn't even raise her head as she spoke.

Walking over to Sheryl, Isla put what she'd been holding on Sheryl's desk.

"Here you are!" Isla beamed at Sheryl.

As Sheryl put down the pen in her hand, she looked at what Isla had just placed on her desk. It was a plane ticket and an invitation.

Frowning, she wondered to herself, 'What's this?'

"Is this for me?" she asked.

Isla casually sat across from her an

the sudden sound of her phone ringing startled her. When she looked at her phone screen, she saw that it was Aron calling her.

"What's up? Why are you calling?" Isla groaned.

Aron immediately knew that she wasn't in a good mood. He lightheartedly said, "Isla, I'm here to pick you up. I'm right behind your car. Get out."

Isla turned to see Aron's car. She hung up the call and stepped out of her car to get into his.

Aron instantly knew that something had happened, based on the look on Isla's face. He grabbed her hand and gently asked, "Isla, what's wrong?"

Isla seemed to be facing a dilemma—she didn't know what to say.

Aron couldn't help but worry even more when Isla didn't say anything.

Isla knew that if she didn't say anything, Aron would probably overthink and worry about her. So she decided to tell him what happened.

"Are you sure you want to do this?"

Aron was skeptical. After all, this was between Sheryl and Charles—it wouldn't be right to meddle.

Isla grew gloomier when she saw that Aron wasn't supportive of her decision. She shook his hand off in annoyance.