An urgent project at the company needed to be finalized, so Dominic temporarily called his core subordinate, Isabelle Dawson, to his home for a meeting.
Enduring the pain in his leg, he explained the plan. Isabelle took notes diligently. The meeting did not end until late into the night.
But Isabelle had barely taken two steps out of the study when a sharp, argumentative noise came from the living room.
Dominic's heart tightened. He quickly pushed his wheelchair out.
He saw Caleb raising her hand and slapping Isabelle across the face. The crisp sound was especially jarring in the quiet villa.
"You little fox spirit! Coming to your superior's home late at night, dressed up and flaunting yourself like that. Who would believe you don't have ulterior motives?"
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