Isabella clutched the file tightly, standing before the imposing entrance of Frost Industries, her mind echoing with doubts that refused to dissipate. Even the pep talk she had given herself that morning seemed futile against the persistent waves of uncertainty that washed over her.
It was Nora who had first approached her with the idea, explaining in hushed tones that Ian urgently needed a new assistant due to some undisclosed incident involving his previous one. The sudden and mysterious vacancy raised Isabella's suspicions, making her wonder if there was more to the story than Nora let on.
Just a mere two days ago, Ian Frost had been an inadvertent witness to her most humiliating moment, and now, she found herself on the verge of working for him? The timing seemed too perfect, too much of a coincidence. Isabella probed Nora, seeking reassurance, and though her friend insisted it was her own idea, the doubts lingered.
