The morning sun rose above the city, but for Alexander Steele, the day was darker than ever. He hadn't slept a wink. What Isabella had said still rang in his mind: "I'm a mother first."
He sat in his office, staring blankly at the headlines that flooded every news channel: "ISABELLA CARTER TO HOLD URGENT PRESS CONFERENCE — SHOCKING REVELATIONS EXPECTED."x
Roosevelt stood next to him, concern etched on his face. "Sir, are you positive you do not want to stop her? I can have security at the venue in minutes.
The muscles in Alexander's jaw clenched. "If I go there, it'll only make things worse. Whatever she's planning… I need to trust that there's a reason.
Yet deep in his heart, he was afraid-afraid that this time, he would finally have lost Isabella.
Dozens of reporters had assembled a
