ISABELLA'S POVI was leaving the ISMARA building at eight when Samuel stepped out of a car parked across the street."Isabella. Do you have a moment?"I stopped and looked at him. "I'm busy.""I can see that. You're always busy these days." He walked closer. "Too busy, some might say.""What do you want, Samuel?" I said and resumed walking to my car."To talk. Privately. As family.""We're not family," I shot at him, spinning so hard my hair flung into my face."Technically, we are. Whether you like it or not," he said calmly. He gestured to his car. "Please. Five minutes."I should have refused. Should have walked away.But I was tired of avoiding confrontations. Tired of letting men like Samuel control when and how we engaged."Five minutes," I said. "Here. Not in your car.""Fair enough." He leaned against the building wall. "I wanted to talk about the board meeting today.""The one where you tried to limit my authority and failed?""Your lapdog already informed you.""She's my st
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