Chapter 10 - Isabella Confesses Her Secret Pact With Charles Bellamy
Back inside the grand ballroom, Isabella paced frantically across the marble floor while two guards blocked her path.
Her phone buzzed violently in her clutch bag, vibrating against the satin lining with an urgent incoming call.
She pulled it out, answering without looking at the caller ID in her desperate state of panic.
“Charles! Your little plan completely backfired, Vincent is heading to the north ridge right now!” Isabella shrieked into the speaker.
A heavy, static-filled silence answered her frantic outburst from the other end of the line.
“Isabella,” a smooth, unfamiliar voice responded, though it certainly wasn't Charles Bellamy’s attorney voice.
Isabella stopped dead in her tracks, pulling the phone away from her ear to check the screen with trembling fingers.
“Who is this?” she whispered, her voice dropping an octave as cold dread settled into her stomach.
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“Someone who knows all about the offshore accounts Charles set up for you in the Cayman Islands,” the voice replied smoothly.
“If Vincent finds her, we’re all going away for federal conspiracy,” Isabella stammered, completely forgetting the line was monitored.
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