“I need to head out early, Nanette. Something’s come up.”
Isadora kept her eyes on her phone as she spoke.
“So soon?”
Nanette glanced over, looking like something was weighing on her mind. She noticed Isadora still staring intently at her phone.
A knowing, slightly teasing smile spread across Nanette’s face. “Alright then, don’t let me keep you. Go on—your Prince Charming’s waiting.”
Isadora opened her mouth to explain, but the words wouldn’t come.
Ever since she’d given Nanette that recording, Nanette seemed convinced she’d asked Victor for help. If she ever found out it was actually Victor’s grandmother who’d pulled the strings, there’s no way she’d have accepted it. So, Isadora had to keep it to herself.
After Isadora left, Nanette’s mood visibly dipped. She’d been putting on a smile for everyone all day as the event’s spokesperson, and the effort was starting to wear her out.
She made her way straight for the lounge area, aiming for the nearest couch, when a man in sharply polished dress shoes suddenly blocked her path.
Nanette looked up and instantly recognized him—Scales, that insufferable jerk.
He stood with his arms crossed, a smirk dancing around his lips as he looked her up and down.
Nanette frowned, making no effort to hide her disdain. “What, you think you own the place? Step aside.”
Scales cocked his head, feigning shock. “Wow, been on your feet all day, huh? You look exhausted. How about I take care of you?”
Nanette let out a cold laugh. “You men are all the same—full of lies. If you want to scam someone, pick someone with less sense. I’m not falling for your act.”
She tried to step around him, but he blocked her way with one broad arm.
“Hey, I’m talking to you. I’m interested—let’s at least be friends.”
His expression all but screamed, “Aren’t you lucky the great Scales wants to be friends with you?”
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It takes too long to get to the point. Too much unnecessary in between in all of these books. Too many extra characters, the authors lose the plot after a while....