Chapter 36

Mr Grayson cursed and turned around, wondering who it was that had the nerve to barge in the room to interrupt him. In front of him was a tall dark-haired man giving him a cold glare. He wasn’t familiar to him. And he was sure none of the men who were outside drinking with their dates would have interrupted him. He also didn’t look like a security guard–he was wearing a suit and a long coat like an office worker. Supporting himself on his hands, he got up and faced him, sneering. “Who the fuck are you?” He wasn’t about to let anyone ruin this for him. When Mr Grayson suddenly released her and fell backwards, Isabelle shot up from the bed, thinking that perhaps one of the people in the room outside had finally come to help her. But when her eyes fell on Jacob instead, a happy cry left her lips as she crawled over the bed and to him. He took her in his arms and held her close as she hid her face in his chest, sobs causing her entire body to shake. She could hardly believe he was there, b