rd the parking area. He slipped into a black luxury SUV, and seconds later, the vehi
lready too late. The SUV was just a dark shape receding
teps down the stone driveway before stopping shor
mind. How was she supposed to go to the off
r purse. She would have to walk the several blocks to
now her finances were stretched to their limit. Her uncle had f
ir, securing it with a claw clip. She dabbed a little foundation under her
ason to disapprove of her on the first day. She had enough to conten
ake matters worse, the bus seemed to take an eternity to arrive.
pace, and everyone he passed seemed to shrink away from the thundercloud of his mood. He dropped into his c
iew on my desk in five minutes,
ustomed to his lack of
e of the few people left who could tolerate him. He'd gone through mo
ded. "I don't want a single thing w
cretary left, Blas, Benedict's right-hand
her?" Benedict
der on the desk. It contained what litt
-too much darkness and smoke. Plus, she was too far from the camera. When s
ght me a folder full of useless paper? It's been six weeks since that nig
can see she was with another woman. Maybe if you look at the image closely, you'll remember somethi
er, I would be dead right now." Benedict swept the folder off his desk, sending papers scat
or-to-door if I have to." Blas stooped to pick up the
get out of my sight
at the door. The scent of her heavy perfume, mixed w
d before sweeping past him a
Now that he was dead and Benedict was the new head of the clan
at her, then closed the
orning. At the front desk, she was held up for
an in charge was skeptical, his eyes raking over her plain appearance. She could practically
p floor, where she was told Benedict's office was located. Inside the elevator, s
ne paid her any mind. They were all too busy rush
dressing a woman rushing past, but the
eak to another man, but gave up when she sa
r eyes landed on a plaque at the far end of the ha
of the president's door, talking on th
hen the woman finally noticed her, she looked Isabella up and down wit
ing no other option, she moved to the door and pushe
red, her mind struggling to process the
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