SILAS

"Isabella," I sighed.

The high-backed leather chair spun at the sound of my voice. Isabella’s face lit up with a bright, wide smile as she stood.

Maya and Frank stopped as the door closed behind them. Neither said a word. They simply turned to head toward Frank’s office, ignoring Isabella entirely.

But as Maya walked past me, she caught my eye. A quick roll of her eyes let her annoyance show. After everything she had just heard in the boardroom, she still had enough spirit to be bothered by my personal life.

Isabella, however, wasn't content with being ignored.

She didn't stay by the window. As they moved to...