Twenty One

"I assure you, I will make this case a win for us all."

"You had better. I can't bear the thought of that Manifold guy being in Isabella life at all," Charles replied, grabbing Isabella's hand after, giving it a warm squeeze.

The stylish man in front of them smiled as he took his eyes off their intertwined fingers which Isabella had relaxed into.

She was already used to having Charles around, nothing seemed to be wrong anymore.

"As long as the case remains solid, we have no problem." Richards adjusted his suit jacket, then combed through his hair which was carefully styled with curls here and there. "Honestly, as long as Isabella cooperates and gives us the information we need with evidence, we are good to go. So, Miss Shade..."

Isabella tore her eyes from the weird paintings that decorated the office. There was a particular blue one that made no sense. "Yes, Mr. Richard?"

"The bulk of the job falls on you. So please, do not leave out any us