NATE’S POV
"Let's toast to the downfall of that b***h!" I laughed raising my glass to clink Isla's.
Isla laughed as we sipped on our wine. We were seated in my office celebrating the success of our plan. I was confident it was going to go accordingly, but I hadn't anticipated just how well it would play out. It was even better than I expected.
I'd heard from my sources that the news affected Clara so much that she went missing for hours. It had left her a mess, to say the least.
Laughter bubbled in my throat as I imagined her crying and walking through the forest, trying to take her life. I almost wished I'd been there to watch, but it was satisfying nonetheless.
"That b***h had no idea who she's dealing with. She must have thought her petty quality inspection would hurt me, but oh,
