SILAS

"Only in public," Isabella spat back, though her tone faltered slightly. "I wouldn't talk about her like this where people can hear, Silas. You know me."

"You can't keep doing this, Isabella. It needs to stop. Now."

"But Silas—"

I hung up on her mid-sentence. A tight knot of frustration coiled in my chest. If it weren't for my father, I would have handled her completely differently.

Exhaling a heavy sigh, I called Connor. "Come up to the penthouse. Immediately."

When he arrived a few minutes later, he didn't even wait for me to speak. The guilt was written all over his face. "Sir, I am so sorry—"

"Why...