Reborn Heiress: Taking Back What Is Rightfully Hers!-Chapter 596: Like Swallowing a Fly (Extra Story)

Aurora remained calm, watching as the two men left before she noticed two bodyguards standing outside the door.

If Eleanor arrived, she might not even be able to get in... So what should she do?

Aurora suddenly regretted getting into Savannah’s car. But at this point, there was no turning back. Someone like Savannah—if she failed this time, she would just find another opportunity. That was exactly why Aurora had accepted her invitation in the first place.

Now that she had stepped into the lion’s den, she had to think fast and find a way to escape!

"Well then, let’s have a proper talk, Mr. Isaiah. Is the script here? May I take a look?" Aurora forced herself to stay composed, trying to buy time by focusing on the script.

Mr. Isaiah nodded. "Of course, the script is right here. You can skim through the main outline, and then we can have dinner together, shall we?"

Aurora gave a faint nod and took the script from him, but not before Mr. Isaiah intentionally brushed his hand against hers.

Suppressing the urge to gag, Aurora flipped open the script and skimmed through the main outline.

It was a story about the legitimate daughter of a declining noble family who rose through the ranks from a concubine to an empress. Aurora wasn’t particularly fond of such plots.

She preferred lighthearted modern scripts, but to stall for time, she forced herself to read on.

Meanwhile, Mr. Isaiah leered at her, his gaze lingering on her delicate face before slowly sliding down to her slender figure.

What a beautiful woman. So what if Everett had been interested in her before? Since Everett’s statement had been released, there hadn’t been a single scandal about them in the tabloids.

"Aurora, what do you think? Does this story suit your taste?" Mr. Isaiah’s hand landed on Aurora’s thigh, shamelessly taking advantage of her.

Aurora felt like she had just swallowed a fly. Her face turned red as she quickly grabbed a glass of wine and shoved it into Mr. Isaiah’s hand.

In doing so, she successfully removed his disgusting hand from her thigh.

"Mr. Isaiah, I heard you’re quite the drinker. Why don’t we have another round? A real man should be able to hold his liquor, don’t you think? If you can drink endlessly, that would be even better!"

Aurora’s smile was bright and charming. Mr. Isaiah had been displeased at first, but seeing her expression, he became smug and swirled his drink proudly. "Of course! I can drink endlessly. Are you testing my limits?"

Mr. Isaiah truly had a strong tolerance for alcohol. At business banquets, he was always the last one standing.

"Of course! A man who can drink well is especially attractive. I’ve had many suitors, but none of them could handle their alcohol—totally not up to my standards." Aurora’s tone was subtle, but her eyes gleamed with a hopeful glint. "Mr. Isaiah, are you really that good?"

Her doubtful tone poked at Mr. Isaiah’s ego, fueling his desire to prove himself. "Of course! If you don’t believe me, I’ll show you."

Though slightly annoyed, in his mind, Aurora was trapped.

This was his territory. Even if she had wings, she wouldn’t be able to fly out of this private room.

Mr. Isaiah downed one drink after another, while Aurora kept pouring for him, her smile unwavering and her demeanor respectful.

But deep down, she felt sick to her stomach.

As an actress, she knew how to navigate these kinds of situations.

She was running out of time—if she couldn’t keep up this act, Mr. Isaiah would reveal his true colors. So she forced herself to keep playing along, trying every trick she could to keep him entertained.

Mr. Isaiah, on the other hand, was in no rush. He drank leisurely while boasting about his journey from a penniless nobody to the powerful man he was today. He also mentioned the many actresses he had "discovered" and personally guided to stardom.

At one point, he absentmindedly brought up Savannah. By now, he was slightly drunk, his face flushed.

"That woman... Savannah, yeah... she’s beautiful, sure. But when she first entered the industry, she had a terrible temper and zero acting skills. She thought she was untouchable just because she came from a well-off family. Directors wouldn’t dare take advantage of her, but they didn’t dare give her big roles either... Then she met me. She got me drunk and climbed into my bed... Hah! She might act all fiery, but deep down, she’s nothing but a—"

Aurora’s eyes widened in shock.

So Savannah had slept with this sleazy old man!

She had always suspected there was something shady between the two of them. Now, she finally had proof.

"Something like that really happened? Heh..." Aurora was at a loss for words. Meanwhile, Mr. Isaiah’s eyes gleamed as he suddenly grabbed her soft, delicate hand.

"Aurora, you’re far more impressive than Savannah was back then... Come here, give me a kiss!"

Aurora was startled and quickly pulled her hand away, clutching her stomach.

"Oh no, Mr. Isaiah, my stomach doesn’t feel so good... I think I ate something bad at lunch. I need to— I need to go to the restroom."

Though slightly intoxicated, Isaiah was still sober enough to know exactly what was going on. He had been eyeing Aurora for a long time, and now that she was right in front of him, there was no way he would let her just walk away.

"Sweetheart, are you trying to pull a disappearing act?"

Seeing the dangerous glint in his reddened eyes, Aurora quickly forced a smile and shook her head.

"This is your territory, Mr. Isaiah, right? If I could escape just by going to the restroom, then your power and influence... wouldn’t be all that impressive, would they?"

Her words clearly displeased him, but after a moment of hesitation, he reluctantly let go of her hand.

"Fine. You’re right. I’ve worked hard for most of my life, and now I’m finally successful. If I can’t even get a woman I want, that’d be a disgrace... Go ahead. I promise you’ll come right back to me."

Hearing this, Aurora secretly let out a sigh of relief while cursing him in her mind—What an idiot!

As she left the private room, Isaiah watched her go, his eyes filled with smug satisfaction.

Aurora made her way to the restroom, immediately noticing that his bodyguards were following her.

So, if I try to escape, they’ll just drag me right back to Isaiah?

What a scheming bastard.

Aurora stepped into the women’s restroom and finally stopped the voice recording on her phone.

Her palms were covered in cold sweat. That had been way too close. If she hadn’t thought fast, she would have had to deal with Isaiah’s disgusting hands all over her.

Meanwhile, Isaiah was convinced that she wouldn’t dare call the police.

After all, female celebrities caught in situations like this rarely had a way to handle it. As far as the law was concerned, she had simply been drinking with him—hardly enough for the police to intervene.

Besides, he didn’t believe she had any powerful connections. If she did, why would she be here begging for a role in his movie?

Aurora splashed cold water on her face and looked at her reflection in the mirror. Her expression turned icy.

It had already been two hours—why hadn’t Eleanor arrived yet?

Or... had she been blocked from coming in?

Aurora’s heart pounded with anxiety. She quickly dialed Ella, who answered almost immediately.

"Eleanor is already here," Ella informed her. "She arrived a while ago with her team, but Isaiah’s people have been keeping them occupied with various excuses."

"Don’t worry," she added. "Just walk out confidently. Eric has already contacted the owner of Yunshuijian Club. Isaiah is just a minor shareholder here."

Hearing this, Aurora felt an overwhelming sense of gratitude.

"Thank you so much, Ella. If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t even know what to do..."

"Please, don’t be so polite. If you really want to thank me, just prepare a big red envelope for my daughter’s one-month celebration."

Aurora couldn’t help but burst into laughter. Even in a situation like this, Ella still joked to help her relax.

"Of course! That’s a given, Ella. I won’t keep you—I’ll visit you soon!"

"Alright, take care!"

After hanging up, Aurora took a deep breath, squared her shoulders, and stepped out of the restroom.

As Aurora stepped out of the restroom, she suddenly came face-to-face with a tall man. He was laughing and chatting with a group of men as they walked toward her. To the left, a hallway lined with private rooms stretched into the distance, reserved for guests.

The moment the man saw Aurora, his expression darkened.

Fate really enjoys playing tricks on me, Aurora thought bitterly. The one person she least wanted to see just happened to be here.

Alexander was in a foul mood, so Peyton had suggested he and his colleagues relax at Yunshuijian Club. She happened to know someone who could arrange a private room for them.