Chapter 3

A long time later, Isabella and Bill got married and had a baby. Nancy joked to Isabella, "You and Bill are destined to be together. We just arrived in New York, and your parents died right after. And I heard about this incident, and even though I'm such a mean person, taking you to live in New York!

In 2000, Aunt Nancy followed Mr. Speyer to Munich, where they were supposed to settle down. Mr. Speyer saw the business opportunities in New York and wanted to try again, so he brought Aunt Nancy and his son to New York to develop.

Every time this matter was mentioned, Aunt Nancy gnashed her teeth in hatred, "It was Mr. Speyer's early days. When he divorced, Bill's mom asked for half of Mr. Speyer's wealth. "

"Originally, Mr. Speyer could have relied on real estate and investment for my retirement., but now we have to go to negotiate business, which is exhausting."

Mr. Speyer is an old wealthy family in Germany, but with many descendants, Mr. Speyer can't get much. But a lean camel is bigger than a horse. Even if Mr. Speyer is a playboy, he has enough money to spend, and he is obviously not. 

He was wealthy and generous. When he was young, he was surrounded by beautiful women. Aunt Nancy was just one of them. But Aunt Nancy was able to follow him from New York to Germany and back to New York from Germany. This was her ability.

The grand iron gate opened wide, and the car drove in. It was a large courtyard with lawns, flowers, benches, and parasols.

"Madam, we're here."

As soon as the driver finished speaking, a woman came out of the house, wearing a uniform and an apron. She said kindly that the madam was back and the house had been cleaned up. She quickly lifted the aunt's suitcase from the trunk and took the cloth bag in Isabella's hand. Isabella was stunned for a moment before handing it to her and thanking her.

"Anna, help... put her things in the room."

Isabella was embarrassed and didn't know where to put her hands and feet. She lowered her head and followed her aunt, feeling very nervous. But she still remembered her aunt's advice not to look sad, so she tried her best to suppress her emotions and think about the scenery she just saw to divert her attention.

The villa covers a large area. In addition to the building where the owner lives, another building was built for the servants. Even the gardener's room is larger than the master bedroom of her previous home.

Mr. Speyer was in the study. When she looked up and called him, she glanced at him and immediately lowered her head. She only heard Aunt Nancy complaining in tears that the relatives didn't care about Isabella. They wanted her to work and get married at such a young age. She couldn't stand it anymore, so she thought about taking her niece to her side.

 "After all, she is my brother's daughter. I couldn't just watch her life go to waste..."

Isabella heard the man sigh heavily and said, "Poor girl." He put down the things in his hands and called her over to talk. Asked how old she was and what her name was.

Isabella listened to the man's low and gentle voice and looked up curiously. Jerry looked at Isabella's face and was stunned for a moment, then said, "Nancy, her eyes look just like yours."

Aunt Nancy smiled and said, "Yes! Just treat her as our daughter." Then her tone became disappointed again, "Now I only have this one relative, I am so unlucky..."

Mr. Speyer is much more amiable than she imagined. He has a good appearance and is tall, but he is very gentle and polite. He is completely different from the middle-aged men in her hometown. Isabella felt that from this point of view, her aunt's choice made sense.

And the problem of getting along with Bill, which her aunt was worried about, really became a problem.

The night Isabella arrived, the family sat together for dinner. Aunt Nancy was talking to Mr. Speyer about which school to send Isabella to and what procedures to go through. Bill sneered and said, "Is she your illegitimate daughter? Did you give birth to her secretly?"

The atmosphere at the table suddenly froze. Isabella didn't dare to raise her head. She only saw her aunt clench the tableware and put it down heavily from the corner of her eye. The sound was not loud, but it was hard to ignore. In this state, only Bill could eat as usual.

Mr. Speyer thought for a moment and said, "Isabella will go to the same class as Bill. Bill, remember to take care of Isabella."

As soon as these words came out, Isabella saw that her aunt's expression suddenly eased, and there was a hint of smile on the corner of her mouth. She suddenly realized that she was going to be sent to the best private school in New York.

Bill was of course not happy, he put down his fork and stood up to leave, but his father's words stopped him in his tracks - "If you do something disrespectful again, don't even think about getting a penny of pocket money in the next six months." 

He gritted his teeth and glared at the culprit, scaring Isabella so much that she almost buried her face in the bowl. Compared to his seriousness towards his son, Mr. Speyer was much more friendly to Isabella, "If Bill bullies you, be sure to tell me. I'll teach him a lesson." 

Isabella tried hard to resist the anger of the other side, and nodded weakly like a little rabbit. Mr. Speyer sighed, "Little girl are cuter much than boy."