Isabella´s POV
Embarrassed, I looked at my hands that were resting on my lap. Suddenly, I had the feeling that I was keeping him from more important things and I definitely didn't want that.
“If you are concerned about the project, Mr. Taylor has worked me into the smallest details and we have planned the next necessary steps together, so that I can continue the project while you are gone. I don't want you to feel obliged to change your plans because of me. You certainly have more important things to do. If you have any questions about my work, I would understand if you'd rather entrust the task to someone more experienced.”
Now disapproval crossed his gaze. He sighed and got up from his seat. With his hands in his pockets, he walked around the desk and came straight towards me like a p
