The smile was still on her face an hour later when her mother stood over her bed with a look of hatred so fierce it would have terrified Bella had she seen it.
“Well, daughter. The game has changed,” she whispered. Helen’s eyes narrowed before she turned, walked out, and closed the door.
Helen went over the different options she had. Several good ones would ensure she’d get the control back she demanded from everyone.
Over the years, she’d made sure that no matter what, she was taken care of. She’d worked hard over the last few decades to get where she was, and she’d been successful in getting her daughter noticed and to be a movie star able to demand what she wanted for her Isabel.
She knew some people would say that Isabel had done the work, but they didn’t know what went into making a star. The things she’d had to do for her daughter’s success. Because of that, she felt entitled and demanded respect and obedience from everyone.
The bodyguard could smile all he liked. She’d have the last laugh.