The Real Mistress
Then rolled her eyes.
"Why you should still need to find that Isabella, Mateo? He shouldn't waste his time for that," she muttered under her breath and about to go out for a cafe when her phone ring.
She picked it up, the screen displayed the number from one of the men she had hired for the kidnapping.
"Boss, long time no call." She rolled her eyes and put her arms across her chest.
"Report," she started.
"Everything is proceeding as planned, boss. Isabella's is isolated on that remote island, completely unaware of her husband and child. That place will keep her away from her family, for sure." She smirked.