Isabelle could not help but glance at her brother for the nth time since they got down from the plane and into a huge SUV that is currently taking them to the Elliot’s mansion. She watched in fascination at the ticking vein in Iago’s temple seemed to become more prominent as his face remained twisted into one of the foulest scowls she had ever seen him wear.
She could swear that Iago wanted to get Ricardo’s gun and shoot Delnard in the face the minute he mentioned marriage on the plane. It was a good thing that Jonathon had managed to get in between the two guys before Iago could throw himself at Delnard.
Isabelle sighed as she reluctantly reverted her gaze to the other guy seated beside her. Maybe her brother was right, Delnard might really have a death wish. She knew he was not doing i
