世界上最不安全的人

Chapter 757 - Seven Hundred And Fifty-seven: Hello Sister

The third point of view:

Isabella recovered from her thoughts with a startling gasp as if she went through an epiphany. Now she thought over it, she didn't want that kind of life - a life without Pedro. She was just so angry she couldn't think straight. All she wanted was revenge, but now, it was clear to her. She didn't care anymore, all that mattered was her happiness - she couldn't live such a miserable life.

"Pedro!" Her gaze fell on him and then without as much thought, ran over to him and threw herself on him, hugging him tight as if they were estranged lovers seeing each other for the first time in a long time.

"Oh, thank God," Pedro was more than relieved as he held her in his arms, breathing into her hair and inhaling her lovely scent. He had been so scared thinking that he was too late and lost her forever.

Truth be told, even if Isabella had committed murder, he would not break up with her over it. But he knew Isabella, she was too proud and would think he was with her out of guilt - for being the cause of the whole thing- and would push him away by all possible means.

Natasha came down from the roof, finally releasing the breath she had been holding in all this while. So this is what it feels like to die - she had seen her very life flash before her eyes.

"I'm so sorry," Isabella began to apologize but Pedro hushed her by pressing his thumb over her lips, caressing it.

"No, I should be the one apologizing. If it wasn't for me, all this wouldn't have happened. I should be the one being held accountable for this disaster," Pedro took the blame instead.

"No, you're not to be blamed. Someone has been orchestrating this all along," Isabella finally saw the plot.

"What?" Pedro was stunned. Did someone plan everything that happened to him so far? How was that possible? And who?

As if sensing Pedro's question, Isabella turned to Natasha, "Perhaps you would like to enlighten us more since you're her puppet all along?"

"Her puppet all along?" Natasha thought over her words and her eyes widened. Could it be that Isabella finally knew?

"How did you know?"

"I've been having my suspicions but the picture didn't come together until I discovered I had a half-sister tonight. Then me coming over here confirmed the rest," She turned to Natasha, "What does she hold over you? Your sister? That's your closest relative here,"

Tears filled Natasha's eyes and she nodded, "Yeah, you're right! She would kill my sister if I didn't comply with her wishes. I really didn't mean to sleep with Pedro nor have his baby. I really didn't have any choice," she cried out.

Isabella was not moved by Natasha's tears, rather her mind was deep in thought, "Deborah wants revenge against my family for reasons best known to her. But I guess it's out of abandonment - she thinks Niklaus didn't care for her existence, just that he didn't know,"

"What if he knew?" Pedro asked her, "What if your father intentionally chose to abandon Deborah to save his family?" he hinted at their condition where he had already promised to make Natasha abort the baby.

"No, if that was the case, he would make sure Reina and Decorah never meet

"However, what I don't understand is why she ruined my rehearsal dinner and planted you here. She has been hiding you quite well until now," Isabella thought over it and was unable to understand the motive for that.

"Because she wants you to kill me," Natasha revealed.

"Oh, really?" Isabella laughed, finding it extremely funny, "She wanted me to kill you? Does she even know I'd get away with it,"

"That's the problem, she knows everything about you, plus the fact you'd get away with murder. That's why she provoked you and waited for the moment you killed me so she could broadcast it," Natasha finally revealed the truth.

"She wanted to send me to prison using the power of the netizens knowing my family had the power to get me out," Isabella muttered to herself, "The only way to do that is to catch that online…."

Isabella's eyes widened and she screamed to Natasha, "Get out of there now!"

However, it was too late.

Isabella watched as the bullet went straight into Natasha's head and she fell right off the roof. That same roof she had been ordering her to jump off all this while, and she finally did. Just that this time, it wasn't of her - Isabella - order but an order from her enemies to shut her up.

She had tried to reach Natasha but the woman fell so quickly that it might as well have been a dream. Isabella didn't know why she was devastated, the fact that the woman was bearing her fiancé's child or the shame Natasha was shot right under her nose.

But Isabella didn't have time to be emotional because whoever shot Natasha was probably around and she didn't know who was the next target. At once, she began to think like Deborah, if she wanted revenge against the family, who would be her target right after shutting off the witness' mouth forever.

All breath left Isabella's lungs as she realized the next target, Pedro! She - Isabella - would be saved for the last. At once, she pushed Pedro to the floor, "Duck!"

As soon as they both fell to the ground, a bullet whizzed past the spot Pedro was previously standing. She was right, Deborah wanted her to feel the pain of losing a spouse. Unfortunately, Deborah would feel more than pain once she gets her hands on her.

The bullet didn't stop coming nor was Isabella planning on trying out her luck either. The sniper must be close by and she could only hope Jean got to him on time. But then, if Jean left to catch the sniper, she would be left unprotected. Well, when did she ever need protection?

She at once ordered Pedro, "Crawl on your belly. We have to get out of here, we don't know how many are out there,"

Pedro nodded at her, hardly recovering from the shock of seeing Natasha being killed right in front of him.

They began to crawl towards the entrance and thankfully the ledge provided enough cover from the bullets until they stopped. Isabella knew at that moment that Jean must have taken out the sniper and so, the both of them hurried to the entrance.

The both of them pushed the door open only to meet guns pointed at them and a woman came out of the middle to announce, "Hello sister,"