ISABELLE'S POV — 22

I promised Victoria I'd get her the grands, and I would. I wasn't expecting her to make a scene outside Kyler's chambers.

I lay on the bed while I watched Kyler sneak out of the chambers, trying so hard not to bump into anything or make noise. The lights are turned off, and he has bumped into his boots, stripping him and hitting the table by the door.

Finally, he succeeded noisily and left the chambers. I waited a few more minutes with my eyes open. He was gone, and I was sure. I turned on the lights, stepped out of the thick duvets, and picked out a robe from the couch beside the bed.

I knew where he kept the keys, the keys to the safe. I didn't ask Victoria what she needed the money for. It wasn't my business; I didn't even want to know, but I knew she was up to no good.

I opened the drawer while I forced myself into a brown dress and put my hair in a clean ponytail.

I rushed towards the door and then remembered Kyler's men outside. I sneakily opened the door and realised just one