Chapter 72

Isabelle's entire plan was to ensure I didn't have too good a time with Edith. She didn't want us getting any closer, so first, she sent Rebecca to keep tabs on me. Now she'd thrown Sean into the mix, hoping to make my life miserable and keep me in a bad mood all day. Heh. She was more calculating than I gave her credit for. It was also clear she didn't care much about Sean, either. If she did, she wouldn't treat him like disposable trash, tossing him in front of me like this. I took a deep breath, pulled out my phone, and called Isabelle. It was almost as if she knew I'd be calling—she didn't pick up, despite several tries. I was about to give up when she finally answered. "Mr. Webb, how can I help you?" "Isabelle! I really underestimated you. You've managed to get Mr. Tanner wrapped around your finger, haven't you?" There was a brief silence before she responded, her voice calm. "You're mistaken. I don't have the power to control Mr. Tanner. It's Ms. Tanner who's helping me