Mira folded her arms on her chest, she slightly narrowed her eyes as she looked at Thane.
“Who exactly are you referring to as her?” she asked firmly.
Thane sighed and rubbed the back of his neck. “Isabella. The investor I met with years ago. You remember the day you saw those pictures? That’s who was in them.”
Mira’s eyebrows shot up. “Isabella?” she echoed with a scoff. “You expect me to believe that?”
“She wanted to invest in Ashford,” he continued, his tone more urgent. “We met at the hotel for a formal discussion, just business. But apparently, she had other plans. I didn’t see it then. I thought it was just a deal.”
Mira stepped back a little, shaking her head. “So you’re saying she took pictures and sent them to me? For what? Revenge? Sabotage?”
“I don’t know what her full mo
