Blizzard, First Love and a Wife Who Finally Snaps novel Chapter 191

A week later, a grand banquet was held at the Durantin estate.

It was a gathering of high society.

There was no shortage of curious guests wondering about the occasion. It wasn't a holiday or a birthday, and there had been no public announcements. What was the major event?

After all, every move the Durantin family made was scrutinized.

Why host a sudden banquet?

The answer came when Mr. and Mrs. Ashford descended the grand spiral staircase, accompanied by a beautiful young woman.

Isabel was dressed in a dramatic gown, a distinctly local style in a striking blend of black and red. The skirt was voluminous, and the waist was cinched impossibly tight.

A matching set of ruby necklace and earrings adorned her, their value apparent even from a distance.

Under the brilliant lights, her skin was like snow, her beauty breathtaking.

Down on the floor, Miles was chatting with Julian. "This new sister of ours isn't just beautiful, she's got some serious skills. Marrying you might be a step down for her."

He had only just learned that Isabel was a top-tier genius in pharmacology.

Selena’s problematic Y-2 formula was stolen from her. If Isabel hadn't developed an upgraded version, the people who took Selena's drug would likely still be suffering.

The news about the many deaths was also a calculated part of her plan; otherwise, there would have been no way to make Selena pay for her actions.

That group of people had been secretly taken away by Julian and had already recovered.

They just hadn't been released yet.

The time wasn't right.

She had the brains to match her talent.

Miles was immensely proud to have a sister like her.

"You're a handsome guy, sure, but she's gorgeous, so that's a wash. She's got technical skills you don't have. You have money, but... I'd still say she's getting the short end of the stick."

Julian ignored him, his eyes fixed on Isabel.

Mr. and Mrs. Ashford stood with Isabel in the center of the stage.

The spotlight found them.

Victor took the microphone, speaking in the local dialect.

He wanted to ensure every guest in attendance knew that Isabel was his daughter.

Victor Ashford-Durantin had found the daughter he had lost over twenty years ago.

When Daniel saw the news, it was morning in Westbridge.

He stared in disbelief, rubbing his eyes.

He zoomed in on the picture.

There was no mistaking her.

After all, over the past few years, he had interacted with Isabel far more than Adrian had.

"Mr. Blackwell! We've found her!"

*

By the time the banquet ended, Isabel was completely drained.

Julian found her and brought her a slice of cream cake and a bowl of pasta.

She had changed out of the formal gown and was now in simple blue loungewear, her hair casually pinned up. She sat at the coffee table, eating in small bites.