"Howard won't let you get away with this," Isabel finally managed to say.
Yvette laughed, "He'll never know I was involved. As far as he'll hear, you learned about his plans for Noah from that pathetic female bodyguard who follows you around like a dog. And don't worry—he won't give chase—I'll make sure of that."
"Geoffrey," Isabel groaned. "What did you do to her?"
"Nothing yet," Yvette said with a shrug. "And nothing is she agrees to cooperate."
"And does Pearl know your plan?" Isabel asked. "Is she really that desperate to get a man?"
"No," Yvette said. "She doesn't have a clue."
"Really?" Isabel asked. "Somehow, I find that hard to believe. I've seen girls like you and Pearl before—one is always a leader, and the other is a follower. You're not a leader, Yvette."
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