Chapter 89

I tilted my head, smirking at her. ‘So, how’s life abroad been treating you? Since you’re back in town, I’m guessing your family’s decided to un-disown you?’ Isobel’s grin wavered, freezing for a heartbeat before she caught herself. ‘Fine. Not that it’s any of your business. FYI, my family treats me like the queen I am.’ ‘Oh, really? Like a queen? That’s why they shipped you off with a single suitcase and no return ticket?’ She stomped her heel, but the tip bounced off the concrete by the pool, making her wince. Then she stepped closer, invading my space. ‘What are you even doing here?’ ‘I could ask you the same thing.’ ‘I’m a friend of the Laurents. Engaged to one, actually.’ ‘Oh? I’m married to one.’ Surely everyone with at least one functioning ear must have heard about me and Ashton by now. Isobel was just being her usual petty, self-important self. Her eyes flashed. She stepped in again, and I jabbed a finger towards her chest. ‘Don’t get any closer. That knockoff Chanel stench is