For a moment, Isabelle froze. Her lips parted, but no sound came out. She had to clutch the phone tighter against her ear just to steady her hand.

“…I… really got it?”

“Yes, Miss Monroe. Our team will be in touch tomorrow to finalize paperwork.”

Isabelle's lips instantly curved into a wide smile and she sat up from the bed. “Thank you.”

The line went dead after that, leaving Isabelle frozen in place, and wondering if she misheard everything.

Before she ...