Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon

Isabel left the building, letting out a shaky breath as she turned to Carole. "Well, at least this time, nothing happened."

Carole hesitated, clearly wanting to say something but holding back.

Isabel caught the look, her brows knitting together. "Carole, what's that supposed to mean?"

Carole exhaled, frustration slipping into her voice. "Do you really think nothing happened?"

"What do you mean?"

"They didn't find any proof, sure, but that's only because I found an excuse to get the diamond out of there. Still, the suspicion is there now, in their minds. Next time, you need to think before you act, or you'll have even bigger problems."

Isabel's mood soured. Problems? Wasn't that exactly what a manager was supposed to handle for her? Was Carole really complaining now?

Just then, Carole's phone started ringing. She glanced at the screen-Annabel.

Carole's gut twisted with dread as she answered. Her face grew more and more serious as she listened. "Okay. I understand."

your apartment. All your

deepening. "Did Annabel tell you to

sighed, weary and

"Annabel begged me to sign with her when her company was brand new and couldn't land any decent talent! If it weren't for me, she'd never have been able to sign those other top prospects, and now her company's doing even better than I

ready to march off. "No way. I'm going to talk to Annabel right now and find out what the hell

boss would've covered for you if he

all Isabel needed to hear. The realization hit her, sharp

and swollen. In the next second, tears spilled over and she choked out, "All this...just

get some rest. The boss isn't dropping you, and Mr. Etheridge hasn't made anything official.

blacklist? How long am I supposed to wait?"

you have another plan?" Carole

another option, she wouldn't be trapped like this, dancing

business was half

Good looks and talent didn't always mean