CHAPTER THIRTEEN

ISABELLA'S POV

I knew she was bound to make a mistake soon. When I had seen Chantelle standing so close to Jace Hudson, just after her appointment with the interior designer, Dairine, I knew she already got him hooked. But the blank look on his face as he stared at her, seemed to say otherwise.

I resolved to talk to him later on but I had to tread carefully to not upset him as he was in charge of Chantelle's security personnel, including myself.

I nodded at him as we walked to the car, but something didn't seem right. I had this nerve-wracking feeling and the hairs on my neck stood. I knew never to ignore my gut feeling so I opted to sit in the passenger seat in front so Jace Hudson stayed at the back.

He gave me a weird look when I didn't give him an option as I just got in the front seat.

“Aww!” I heard Chantelle's excited exclamation. “Thanks boo.” She blew a kiss at me.

I watched Hudson from the corner of my eye and he didn't seem pleased. He was looking at me like he was ready