Chapter 24

As Clyde sat in the meeting room, engrossed in the important documents spread out before him, a sudden knock at the door shattered the intense atmosphere. Surprised, he looked up from his stack of papers, "who is it?" he asked aloud.

To his surprise, he heard my voice, muffled yet recognizable, coming from the other side of the door. “It’s me, Isabella.” Clyde's brows furrowed slightly, his mind still consumed by the weighty matters that had occupied his thoughts. However, he reluctantly responded, gesturing for me to enter the room, “Come in,"

As I stepped inside, I could sense the tension in the air. The room was filled with a palpable intensity, as if every decision made within those four walls carried immense significance. Clyde's eyes met mine, and I could see the weariness etched on his face.

Clyde couldn't help but feel a tinge of annoyance. "What are you doing here, Isabella?" he questioned, his voice tinged with impatience.

I met Clyde's gaze with unwavering determination. "I