Alexander rushed into the private room in a panic. When he saw the mess scattered across the floor, his face fell, and he looked shaken.
He grabbed the waiter who had followed him in and demanded, "Where did the woman dining here go?"
"She already left, sir," the waiter answered nervously.
"Where did she go?" Alexander raised his voice.
20 minutes earlier, just as he was about to leave work, the power went out at his company. He had no choice but to take the stairs. On his way down, he overheard Lisa talking on the phone in the stairwell. She had mentioned Isabella's name.
He had stopped to listen for a moment, and what he heard made his blood run cold. Lisa had been plotting with someone, planning to set Isabella up and throw her into some man's bed.
He immediately grabbed Lisa and pressed her for answers. After a heated back-and-forth, she finally confessed. He rushed over to save Isabella, but he was already a step too late.
"Where the hell did they go?" Alexander shouted, tightening his grip on the waiter's collar.
The waiter stammered, terrified. "I… I don't know, sir…"
Alexander drew in a deep breath, forcing himself to keep his temper in check. Clenching his teeth, he asked, "What exactly happened here? Did anything… happen to that woman?"
He couldn't even bring himself to finish the question because he was scared. For the first time, he realized just how much he feared something happening to Isabella. On the way over, his mind had been filled with nothing but her.
He thought of her smile, her anger, and the stubborn way she argued with him.
He was finally willing to face his own feelings. Whether it was three years ago or now, he had never forgotten Isabella. He still liked her, and that had never changed.
"No, no, nothing happened," the waiter replied. "Don't worry, sir. Someone came just in time and helped her."



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