Chapter 17 - Julian Corners Isabel In The Empty Executive Dining Room
Later that evening, Isabel walked into the private executive dining room on the fiftieth floor for a late working dinner.
The room was dark, illuminated only by the neon glow of the city skyline through the floor-to-ceiling windows.
As she reached for the wall switch, a tall silhouette stepped out from the shadows near the balcony doors.
“You dropped my family like trash, Isabel, and you thought you’d get away with it completely unscathed,” Julian snarled.
Isabel didn't flinch, standing her ground with her arms crossed as she looked at her disheveled ex-fiancé.
“You broke your own empire, Julian; I simply collected the pieces when you dropped them on the floor,” Isabel replied calmly.
Julian stepped forward, his eyes wild with desperation and a dangerous, unhinged frustration.
“Sign the asset transfer back to my father tonight, or you’ll regret ever walking into that ballroom,” Julian threatened.
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Isabel laughed softly, a sound that cut through the tense air like a sharp blade of ice.
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