ISABEL'S POV

Alright, thankfully I was able to slip out of there without anyone noticing.

I didn’t rush. That would have been suspicious. I simply adjusted the hem of the ridiculous dress they all seemed to admire, lowered my head slightly like I was still that “changed” and “humble” version of myself, and quietly stepped away while everyone’s attention remained glued to the commotion at the entrance.

Melissa was doing a fantastic job.

I almost laughed thinking about it.

She really knew how to perform when necessary. Creating a scene, accusing the security guard, raising her voice at the perfect pitch to draw attention — it was almost impressive. And...