The day had been uneventful. Quiet, even. Isabelle had thrown herself into work, filling every second with meetings, expansion plans, and new product proposals. It had been productive—distracting. And that was exactly what she needed.
Until Sophia walked in.
Her sister leaned against the kitchen counter, arms crossed, an unreadable look on her face. Isabelle barely glanced up from her tablet, still typing an email. “What’s up?”
Sophia didn’t answer right away. Instead, she set her phone down on the counter and slid it toward Isabelle. “So… have you seen the latest headlines?”
Isabelle frowned, hesitating before picking up the phone. “No. Why?”
Sophia sighed. “Because this just dropped.”
One glance at the screen, and her stomach twisted into knots.
Sebastian Hale and Victoria Langfor
