Lopez ignored his question. It was unintentional. She was carried away by the appearance of the woman before her. Adrian pulled her gently to the side.

“Did you follow me? I asked you to go home.” His voice was slightly raised.

Lopez took a deep breath, trying to stay calm. “I didn’t follow you, Adrian. I was worried. And clearly, I had a reason to be.” She glanced at Isabella, then back at Adrian. “Who is she?”

Adrian sighed, glancing between Lopez and Isabella. “This isn’t a good time, Lopez.”

Isabella smirked, crossing her arms. “Oh, I think it’s the perfect time. Why don’t we all have this little chat...