Fearing she might touch on a painful memory, she simply pulled him into a tight hug.
“I’d bet my life that Mr. Reed is in love with you,” Evelyn declared.
Isabel closed her eyes, not wanting to face the truth.
Amanda and Evelyn exchanged a glance and dropped the subject, giving her time to process everything.
...
By the time they reached the restaurant, Isabel’s mind was reeling from all the unexpected revelations, and she had no appetite.
Amanda and Evelyn, however, ate heartily and had a bit too much to drink.
Fortunately, Julian had left some of his men behind, and they helped Isabel get the two of them home.
They went to Amanda’s villa, and Isabel, worried about them, decided to stay the night with Edmund.
In the middle of the night, a phone call woke her.
She could hear the wind howling on Julian’s end. “Where did you go? Weren’t you supposed to save me some food?”
Isabel rubbed her throbbing temples and glanced at the time. “I had someone bring it back to your place. It’s in the fridge, you can heat it up. I’m at Amanda’s. They got drunk, and I was worried about them.”
“Well, that’s a problem,” Julian said, his voice drawn out. “We have ‘mice’ in the house. You need to come back and deal with them. I’m scared.”
“...”
Isabel had no choice but to get up and return to Julian’s villa.
She managed to leave without waking the other three.
The moment she walked in, the air was thick with tension.
Frowning, she stepped further inside, and before her eyes could adjust to the dim light, a small body clung to her legs. “Mommy.”
Isabel wasn't a fool. Even if Julian was afraid of ‘mice’, surely not all of his men were. Someone could have handled it. On the way over, she had a growing suspicion that it was Adrian and his son.


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