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."

turned to Isabel. "I'm taking you back to your apartment. All

Isabel's face, her frown deepening. "Did Annabel tell

sighed, weary and resigned. "That's

company was brand new and couldn't land any decent talent! If it weren't for me,

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

arm, letting out another sigh. "Listen, the boss would've

all Isabel needed to hear. The realization hit

next second, tears spilled over and she choked out, "All this...just for that bitch

Effie for now Keep a low profile and get some rest. The boss isn't dropping you, and Mr.

am I

plan?" Carole

fell silent. If she had another option, she wouldn't be trapped

business was

and talent didn't always mean success.