22.  Alexander Yell. 

Isabella seethed like an angry storm cloud, her energy crackling with fury, her gaze piercing the air like lightning bolts of frustration.

"He's a devil; that damn bastard is a devil!" Isabella exclaimed before tears cascaded down her cheeks like a gentle waterfall of sorrow and vulnerability.

Confusion clouded Alexander and Victorial's minds, akin to lost wanderers in a labyrinth. "Didn't he agree to take custody of the child?" asked Alexander and Victorial, looking at Isabella with so much confusion written boldly on their faces.

"That bastard even rejected his own daughter?" muttered Alexander, his words reaching Isabella and Victoria since Isabella refused to talk, and he said anything that came to his mind.

"I know he'll do anything to come after me. I'm his target, and soon enough he'll try to ruin me," Alexander said with a deep breath, revealing a hint of trepidation as if he were bracing himself for an impending storm.

"I agree with you, Alex; the damn bastard is watching you
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