The sleek black car screeched to a halt at the curb, its polished surface gleaming beneath the afternoon sun. The door swung open, and a tall woman stepped out, sunglasses covering her eyes and confidence radiating from her every stride.

Isabelle immediately smiled when she saw her but Gregory’s brows furrowed in shock. “Camille?”

Tiffany blinked rapidly, confused. She looked at Gregory's shocked expression and asked, “Who is she…?”

Isabelle turned, ignored the two ...