Chapter 200

Isadora's bangs framed her face just right, short hair still a little damp, ending just above her chin—neatly, confidently cut. A silver snake-chain necklace glinted at her throat. She wore a denim jacket over wide-legged pants—casual, effortless, perfect for getting around. Her makeup was polished but understated, and her smile curled sweetly at the corners of her eyes. Seeing that Jerry wasn't reacting, she repeated herself, "Mr. Holmes, here's to a successful partnership." Jerry felt that he'd seem petty if he didn't get up and shake her hand. Still, he didn't stand. He only lifted his hand ever so slightly, and Isadora leaned in deeply, both hands clasping his. Jerry immediately recoiled, as if offended, his blue eyes darkening slightly. Isadora giggled, feeling like she was playing the rogue. "See you next time, Mr. Holmes." "Goodbye." If he could take it back, he probably would've never signed that contract. But what was said was said. She hadn't even walked out of his o