Chapter 2 - The Video Message
The video on the screen didn't show a hysterical woman.
Isabella, in her 30s, possessed a completely natural, elegant beauty. Her dark hair fell softly around her shoulders. She was speaking directly into the camera. She looked profoundly heartbroken, but there was a terrifying, unshakeable resolution in her dark eyes.
"I know about Valentina," Isabella said on the screen, her voice calm and devastatingly clear.
Dante froze. The cigarette in his hand suddenly felt incredibly heavy. The arrogant, untouchable smirk vanished from his handsome face in a fraction of a second. His natural micro-expressions shifted from cold confidence to sheer, unadulterated shock.
He hadn't told anyone about Valentina. He had been meticulous. He had used encrypted phones, secret bank accounts, and private jets booked under shell companies. Isabella shouldn't have known.
But the video kept playing.
Isabella took a slow, shuddering breath on the screen. "I know about the apartment in Paris you bought for her. I know about the wire transfers. I know you were planning to leave the note on your desk tonight and disappear."
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Dante’s eyes widened. A sickening wave of guilt and sheer panic washed over his chest. He slowly lowered the cigarette, completely paralyzed in his leather chair.
👉 How does Isabella know the intimate details of Dante's secret escape plan?
