Chapter 20

Isabella opened her mouth like she had more to say, but Marcus's sharp gaze stopped her cold. "Yes, sir," she muttered reluctantly and walked out, but not before shooting the deadliest glare she could muster at Elaine. Yeah, she wasn't gonna forget this slap anytime soon. Payback was inevitable—both for today and for what Audrey did. She was keeping score. While Elaine was still fuming silently, she felt Marcus's icy stare lock onto her. She'd wanted to ask about the whole office romance thing, but since they'd already said she came in here to rest... maybe she should actually rest? "President Sinclair, make yourself at home. I'll just borrow your couch for a bit," Elaine said, already making her way toward the big leather sofa. But Marcus's cold voice cut her off instantly. "Who said you could rest?" Elaine blinked. "Wait, I can't?" she said innocently. "But if I don't get a quick nap, I'll be useless for the rest of the afternoon." Marcus wasn't buying her act anymore. He asked cooll