Chapter 493

A little after five in the afternoon.

Isadora was sorting through paperwork when she heard a knock at her office door.

The door swung open and in strode Nanette, looking every bit the confident, sharp-dressed woman she was.

Isadora caught sight of her and smiled. "Aren't you supposed to be on set these days? How do you have time to see me?"

Nanette thought, It's not like I volunteered for this.

She simply said, "I'm here to take you somewhere special."

Isadora hesitated. "But I still have two more market meetings left today."

"You can reschedule those," Nanette insisted, grinning. "This is about something much more important-your life's big moment."

My life's big moment? Isadora looked genuinely puzzled.

Seeing that Isadora was still frozen in her chair, Nanette marched over and gently

but firmly pulled her up. Steering her toward the door, she called over her shoulder, "Come on, don't overthink it. It's a huge surprise!"

In the car.

Isadora sat in the passenger seat, watching Nanette drive with focused determination.

the better of her. "You're being so mysterious. What's

spoilers. You'll find out

documents until tomorrow. As for the two remaining meetings, she told her general manager to step in for her—he'd

replied almost instantly:

into

car glided smoothly down the main avenue, then turned off onto a quieter

window at the rows of plane trees reflected in the glassy storefronts.

this the way to the ISA Grandeur

she could piece it together, something

color as if someone had waved a

words across the

looked like something straight out

slow down, just kept cruising

up again and again in the swirling neon display outside. Each time she saw it,

of one person with the power to pull

as she tried to

laughed. "Isa,

rolled to a gentle stop in front

with a sea of flowers-roses, peonies, climbing

breathtaking floral display that stretched as far as the

see.

all, the hotel's

even brighter.

topmost floor, neon letters

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