Isabella's POV
Murmurs spread through the conference hall with everyone having something to say. I sat still on the chair, not daring to move an inch. Damien's burning gaze blazed through me, making me feel uncomfortable.
“Did you really think you could escape from me, Isabella?” Damien tilted his head and whispered into my ear. I was forced to look at him and I stared at him with shock written all over my face.
My fist clenched in anger and I threw my face away from him.
Finally, the meeting began, and I couldn't concentrate on a word that was being said all through the meeting. Good thing it was just a brief and introductory meeting.
I didn't have to display any files or do any work. The meeting was over in less than an hour, and I swiftly stood up from my chair, causing a loud
