Whirlwind Marriage: My Possessive CEO's Undying Pampering Chapter 1197 - 1194: Boss Game: Truth or Dare

"Miss Coldwell, tonight I don’t want any conflict with you. As for last ti on the Marwell Islands, you deserved to be beaten."

"I just regret that I didn’t hit hard enough."

"Not hard enough! Do you know those slaps cost a fortune to fix casually when I returned to City A!" Isabelle Coldwell gritted her teeth. "I’m the apple of the eye of the wealthiest family in City A, so naturally, I don’t lack money for beauty treatnts, but Eva Nightingale, you destroyed my dignity..."

"Three years ago, you ruined once, causing my reputation to be left in tatters, becoming a woman everyone shunned. Now, encountering you again, you hit my face which I spent a fortune on to reconstruct!"

"Eva Nightingale, I really feel like strangling you right now!"

Three years ago, her purity was destroyed by so many n in a live broadcast, and as young as she was, she had abortions countless tis.

Now, engaged to Calvin Morgan for three months, she didn’t even dare let Calvin touch her when they went on an early vacation to the Marwell Islands.

It’s not that she didn’t want to.

It was just that she had been ruined by n before, and now after surgery, for the sake of her future, she had to endure physical needs and had no choice but to handle it herself.

All this was caused by Eva Nightingale!!

"Three years ago, did we know each other?" Eva Nightingale looked at her, seemingly catching an important point.

Three years ago.

She happened to only have mories from the past three years.

Before, in Eastern Europe, she asked Eliana Beckett, but Eliana said she had a very severe illness, and after recovering, she couldn’t rember past events.

Now, it seems...

There might be sothing inside the story.

Eva Nightingale would definitely have soone investigate privately, what exactly happened in her past?

While in Eastern Europe, she only knew that every few months, Eliana would inject her with dication, administered by the most senior family doctor, and Eliana said it was a vitamin injection. Every ti it was administered, she didn’t feel any discomfort, so she didn’t worry about it.

But in her heart, there was always a gap; hence she kept the private elopent secret from Eliana, fearing she would find out...

"Ha!" Isabelle Coldwell sneered at her, wanting to lift her chin to the sky, angrily saying, "Stop pretending! Who doesn’t know that three years ago, you seduced a powerful man, which is why..."

Mid-sentence, she shut her mouth.

Because... she was not Isabelle Nightingale, but Isabelle Coldwell.

Coldwell Family is her family, she is a descendant of the Coldwell Family, she shouldn’t be called Isabelle Nightingale, but Isabelle Coldwell, that is her real na.

"Forget it. I’m the daughter of the Coldwell Family, how could I know you?" She imdiately contradicted herself, "I just mistook you for soone else earlier, but the matter of the Marwell Islands won’t pass so easily, I won’t let you have it easy."

"Then let’s wait and see." Eva Nightingale replied with a cold smile.

"You!" The other party couldn’t even make another insult, gave her a fierce glare, grabbed her bag, and walked away.

...

Lucas Knight escorted Eva Nightingale to the banquet hall, then went up to the third-floor VIP room to play cards with Alexander Kingsley, Douglas Grant, and a few others.

This floor was almost entirely filled with young heirs, including subordinates from the Presidential Mansion, like ministers and deputy ministers.

The card ga was still Truth or Dare.

Douglas Grant lost the last round, picked a card, and casually spoke the truth: "I’ve slept with beautiful won all over the Sovereign Empire."

"Oh my gosh! Are you serious?"

"Young Master Grant, is your kidney alright?"

"Check out so kidney supplents!"

"Get lost—"

...

In the second round, Lucas Knight lost.

The unparalleled and esteed boss furrowed his brows, picked up a card, and said, "With Madam... make babies."