Isabel’s POV
The steady click of my heels echoes down the hallway as I make my way out of the boardroom. Their shocked faces flash through my mind, and I can’t help the soft smile that plays on my lips. They’re not ready for what’s coming their way. Not even close.
But just as I’m savoring the moment, I stop in my tracks. Standing a few feet ahead is Roy, hands tucked casually into his pockets, his relaxed demeanor almost unnerving. The calmness flashing across his face contrasts sharply with the tense air I just left behind.
For a second, I think I’m imagining things. Roy? Here? My gaze darts briefly to Christine, who glances between him and me with a curious look, her eyes flicking over my expression as if trying to gauge my reaction.
My shock must be evident because Roy chuckles sof
