CHAPTER 13
“If you're saying that Mr. Four and I usually look close... am I-”
“You what?” Nicholas cut in impatiently.
But before Isabella could continue the question, Isabella suddenly remembered that she was Irene. Wouldn't it sound strange if she asked someone she should know well?
Isabella smiled and shook her head. “I lost Mr. Four's business card. Can I ask you for it? I need it to organize the data in the office.”
Nicholas furrowed his brows, he looked disbelieving at first. But Isabella kept smiling, acting as if she had done nothing wrong. And Nicholas stabilized the expression on his face as he nodded his head. “Alright. This is Mr. Four's business card.”
After reaching into his black coat pocket, Nicholas handed the business card to Isabella. Isabella examined it. And imme
