Isabelle straightened at once, turning to see Gregory striding forward and Tiffany following elegantly at his side. Ryan was not with them so she figured they hadn't picked him yet.

Once they came closer, she frowned instantly. “What do you want?”

Gregory heaved a bit after rushing over like that. He looked her over, the veins of his temple rising with every moment. She looked prettier than the last time he saw her. What was going on?

He knew she had some savings and she must ...