Rowena drew a long, shaky breath, her eyes locked on Isadora.
After a tense silence, she bit her lip and spoke through gritted teeth. “Abbott has some compromising photos of me. He said if our firm lands the Horizon Architects project, he’ll leak them to the press.”
Wendy caught up behind them just in time to hear this. Her face darkened as she rolled up her sleeves.
“That scumbag did what? Rowena, I swear, I’ll go knock his teeth out!”
Isadora frowned. “Wendy, if you storm over there now, those photos could be plastered all over Capitolion by tomorrow—or even in the next minute.”
*
Parking garage.
Isadora scanned the lot and spotted a tall, broad-shouldered man not far away, reaching for his car door.
She hurried over—at first walking, then picking up speed, her heels clicking sharply against the concrete as she broke into a run.
“Victor!” she called out.
Victor paused at the familiar voice, turning to see Isadora running toward him, her hair streaming behind her and her fair cheeks flushed with urgency—alive and radiant.
He’d never seen her like this before, rushing to him, breathless and determined. Something strange and unfamiliar flickered in his chest.
Afraid he might leave, Isadora ran faster. As she reached him, Victor opened his arms and caught her effortlessly, a grin tugging at his lips.
“What’s the hurry? I’m not going anywhere.”
Still catching her breath, Isadora managed, “I… I need your help with something.”
Victor arched an eyebrow, his tone playfully casual. “Let me guess—what could possibly make you this desperate? You must be here to ask me for a favor.”
The flush on Isadora’s cheeks deepened, whether from having been caught out or simply from her dash across the lot.
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It takes too long to get to the point. Too much unnecessary in between in all of these books. Too many extra characters, the authors lose the plot after a while....