Isabella pressed her lips together, feeling a gentle warmth bloom in her chest. “Andrew, I know.”
Andrew set his stack of paperwork aside and turned to look at her, his gaze intent and searching. “What did you talk about with Emily?”
Isabella’s eyes flickered with a complicated emotion as she lowered her lashes.
She shook her head, voice soft. “We just talked about the competition. Nothing important, really. You don’t need to worry.”
Andrew watched her in silence, making it impossible to tell whether he believed her or not.
Her heart skipped a nervous beat.
“If you need help, you can always come to me. I meant what I said,” he offered quietly.
A slow smile spread across Isabella’s face, her eyes shining with gratitude. “I know. If I need you, I won’t hesitate to ask.”
Still, this was hardly the sort of thing she’d want Andrew—or anyone else—to find out about. She needed to keep it well hidden.
Fifty million dollars was a lot, but it wasn’t impossible to scrape together.
Besides, not long ago, Andrew had given her a five percent share in I&A. That meant she’d receive dividends every month, even if she did nothing at all.
So even if she gave Emily that money, it would come back to her soon enough. After all, I&A was on the verge of becoming a billion-dollar company; the dividends alone were generous.
Isabella glanced out the window at the evening sky, her cheeks suddenly flushed.
“Andrew, it’s getting late. When do you plan on going home?”
He didn’t answer right away, and Isabella’s voice dropped lower, her cheeks growing even redder.
“Why don’t you stay tonight? It’s already so late, you might as well not go.”

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