Taming A Billionaire

Chapter 752 - Seven Hundred And Fifty-two: It Cant Be A Coincidence

Chapter 752 - Seven Hundred And Fifty-two: It Can't Be A Coincidence

The third point of view:

Isabella and Pedro created quite a buzz when they arrived. Both couples were good-looking hence they were quite a refreshing sight to the audience. Since it was a private event, no reporters were allowed on the ground yet it didn't stop friends and families from taking pictures.

The scene was picturesque and at the decorated platform, there was a projection screen that showed off pictures of Isabella and Pedro together. The pictures featured their relationship from when they were kids, occasionally showing some family members together with them however, it was more of Isabella and Pedro - with Julie and Anabelle since they literally grew up together.

Isabella had a smile on her face which was a rare sight, however, this was her rehearsal dinner and the least she could do was not to scare her guest.

Everyone was here to congratulate her and that was when her mother appeared with her long-awaited guest.

"Isabella, my daughter!" Reina arrived at her side with Deborah.

"Mother," Isabella embraced her, giving her an expression that was far more sincere than the ones she had given her guests. She then noticed the woman beside her who smiled politely at her, Isabella pulled away.

"Deborah?" her brows were raised questioning.

"Yes, I'm Deborah," The woman acknowledged her name before stretching her hand for a handshake.

"Isabella," The white witch answered, accepting her hand in a firm handshake.

"Have we met somewhere?" Isabella asked, still involved in the handshake while scrutinizing Deborah. She could almost swear that she had seen her face somewhere.

"I don't think so, however, the world is a small place and we must have passed each other without realizing it," Was Deborah's answer.

"Yes, that could be the case," Isabella said, finally releasing her hand. But as calm as Isabella looked, her mind was working one thousand miles per minute.

Isabella had a photogenic memory hence she was good at remembering, so there must be a reason why this Deborah woman looks familiar to her. The both of them had met, Isabella was definitely sure of that. She just couldn't place where they had met? How? And when? Her instincts were tingling about this woman and she wished she wasn't in a dress so she could start her investigation immediately.

"You're that Deborah that my aunt Reina wouldn't stop talking about?" Anabelle butted in immediately, staring her over, "You're not what I expected,"

"Well, sorry that I'm not as slim and glamorous as the rest of you," Deborah misunderstood her comment thinking that Anabelle was hinting at her body shape.

"Of course, not! That is not what I mean silly!" Anabelle rebuked her, rolling her eyes, "I'm just saying that you're much more beautiful than I thought and you should have more confidence in yourself," She slightly scolded her.

Anabelle added, "By the way, I'm Anabelle and this is my fiancé Julie and as you know, Isabella's one and only man, Pedro," she did the favor of introducing the rest of them.

"I'm Deborah," She exchanged handshakes with the rest of them making sure she didn't linger too much when it came to Pedro since Isabella watching her like a hawk.

Deborah knew how overprotective Isabella was of Pedro. No, she knew about them all and all she had to do was to say less and remain inconspicuous till the time was right. She couldn't afford to ruin anything, tonight.

Anabelle then looked between the both of them - Isabella and Deborah - with a narrowed gaze, "Plus the fact you both look so identical I could almost mistake you both as sisters," She made a careless statement yet Isabella's brows quirked, and somehow connected with Julie as she wondered if he launched the investigation she asked him to.

"What nonsense!" Isabella rejected her words without a second thought, maintaining her neural expression, "If she looks like me because of the eyes, thats means every amber-eyed person out there must be a Spencer,"

"No, it's not only the eyes…" Anabelle refused to give up and then took Deborah by the shoulder and pulled her closer to Isabella and faced Reina, "Auntie, don't you see some trace of resemblance between the both of them,"

Reina looked the both of them over, "Well, now I look at them, they do look alike, however, it's only because Isabella's dyed her hair blonde and almost matching Deborah's natural blonde ones with their amber eyes, nothing serious," she intentionally closed the case so Deborah doesn't feel uncomfortable.

She knew Anabelle didn't mean any harm by comparing the both of them but the girl can be naive to a fault. So she saved the situation by saying, "But don't worry, I'm sure that Isabella wouldn't mind her being her friend - Deborah's quite younger," Reina wanted Isabella to treat her well.

Isabella didn't say anything to the matter of the both of them being words, "Thank you for saving my mother, I really appreciate it,"

"It was nothing," Deborah smiled at her.

"It's alright. Have a nice stay at the rehearsal dinner tonight and you're invited to my wedding ceremony tomorrow, I'll have someone get you a card - it's by invitation only,"

Isabella extended her first invitation at friendship to Deborah, others saw it that way. However, unknown to them, Isabella was only keeping her enemies closer.

"Thank you, I appreciate it" Deborah boomed a smile at her before Isabella urged Pedro and they left. But then, as soon as Isabella passed Deborah, a certain memory came to her head.

It was years back and she saw a young girl, Just like Deborah handing a letter to her her father's secretary then. Isabella halted in her footsteps at once and that alerted Deborah.

"What?" The girl asked innocently.

"You're really beautiful, you should know that," Isabella told her with a warm smile. Deborah smiled back at her.

Isabella then took her leave, to go speak with the other guests in attendance, but the smile on her face had fallen and her expression was more serious than it had ever been.

She didn't believe in coincidence and it can't be fate that a nobody from years back that sent a suspicious letter to her father's office she didn't read out of respect suddenly appears in their life once again.. That kind of fate only appears in novels and this was reality.