d the moment he saw Isabell

ughly his age, was perched on her husband's lap, her arms d

d with annoyance at the interruption. "Don't you kno

tightened in Is

his lap. "Go. I have a meeting in ten minutes."

nice time," Ana pouted. "Can't I st

wn his jacket, feigning an ad

he lips, he pushed her away. "No. I

aving Isabella standing frozen in place. Her gaze was fixed

noticing the anger simmering benea

Isabella answered, her voice low. "You can't seriously expect me

a no-show, and an impostor with no s

only on paper," she retorted

nful laugh. To him, Isabella d

eave," he said coldly. "No one's stop

lla's voice was sharp. "She warned me that I had to stay by your side and

how to be one." Benedict rose from his seat, grabbed

ough the office, especially when they saw the firm grip he had on her arm. They

every head inside swiveled toward them. All eyes landed on Is

nd a massive glass conference table. Their gazes were filled with undisguised curiosity. The

no job scared her, and she knew a little of everything. But this was the first time she'd ever been in a place so

, his voice firm, before striding to the

ining standing behind h

s from the table and thrust them into her hands. "Make te

ut before a word could escape, he added

hine was. She began a frantic search, walking down every corridor until she finally found it. Luckil

o the boardroom and placed the neatly order

cked up the stack and unceremonio

ared at him

, his voice flat. "You took too long.

stuffed with even more d

, but she simply nodded a

aving taken less time than before. But when she placed the

sh, grabbed another set, and orde

as now flushed a deep, mortified red. The faint smirks o

a little longer to gath

growing used to. He was humiliating her in front of

d, his voice dripping with contempt, "what makes you th

lifted to meet his. They now held a glint of determination that hadn't been there before. He w

ack of papers in her hands before tu