Isabella sat in her living room, her mind swirling with thoughts about the tumultuous situation involving Alex. "I should call him," she mused to herself, a sense of unease gnawing at her.With a determined nod, she reached for her phone and dialed Alex's office number. As the phone rang, her heart raced with anticipation. But before she could utter a word, Becca's voice filled the line."Mr. Fitzgerald's office, how may I help you?" Becca's cheerful voice greeted her.Isabella hesitated for a moment, unsure of what to say. "Hello... umm..." she began, her voice faltering.Just as she was about to speak, Ruben walked into the room, interrupting her train of thought. "Hey, baby," he greeted her warmly, his eyes lighting up at the sight of her.Isabella quickly hung up the phone, her cheeks flushing slightly as she greeted Ruben with a smile. "Hey," she replied, trying to hide her embarrassment.Curious, Ruben glanced at the phone in her hand. "Who is that on the phone?" he inquired, hi

Sebastian entered the room where Eleanor was already packed and ready to go. He sighed and said, "Tes will be here soon, told her to do some stuff for me."Eleanor raised an eyebrow, her frustration evident. "Seriously, Seb? I told you that I need her. We're going to be late," she exclaimed, her tone laced with annoyance.Sebastian waved off her concerns with a casual shrug. "We won't be late, we have enough time," he reassured her, trying to ease the tension.Just then, Sebastian's phone rang, flashing JJ's name on the screen. He quickly excused himself to take the call, stepping out of the room."Hey, you sure don't know when the right time is to call," Sebastian muttered into the phone as he answered.JJ's voice came through, urgent and no-nonsense. "Look, no time for all that, man. Tyrone just got busted. You need to lay low for now till the heat is over," he informed Sebastian, his words carrying a weight of seriousness.Sebastian's eyes widened in shock. "What?! Busted? How?" he

Alex's eyes widened in surprise, a mixture of curiosity and concern flickering across his features. "Who?" he demanded, his voice laced with urgency.Layla leaned in closer, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "Let's just say, it's someone you never would've suspected," she teased.Alex's eyes widened in disbelief as Layla revealed the culprit behind the company's turmoil. "It's Becca," Layla stated matter-of-factly."I knew it! I had my suspicions!" Alex exclaimed, frustration evident in his voice. He clenched his fists, his mind racing with a mixture of anger and vindication.Layla's eyebrows shot up in surprise. "You knew?" she questioned, incredulous."Yeah," Alex admitted, his tone somber. "We had some trouble months back, and all directions were leading to her, but we were unable to find any evidence."Layla's expression softened as she processed the revelation. "And you're just telling me this now?" she asked, a hint of reproach in her voice.Alex's shoulders sagged

As the morning light filtered through the curtains, Isabella stirred from her slumber, her senses gradually awakening to the sound of the alarm clock. Beside her, Ruben leaned in to plant a tender kiss on her cheek, his voice filled with gentle insistence."Babe, you need to get up," he murmured, his breath warm against her skin."Good morning, baby," Isabella replied with a sleepy smile, her voice soft with sleep. "What time is it?""It's 9," Ruben informed her, his tone tinged with urgency. "We need to go get ready.""I agree," Isabella concurred, her mind slowly shaking off the remnants of sleep as she reluctantly pushed herself out of bed.As they both began the familiar routine of getting ready for the day ahead, Ruben's phone buzzed with an incoming message. With a quick glance, he checked it and swiftly composed a reply, his fingers moving with practiced ease.Curiosity flickered in Isabella's eyes as she watched him, a hint of concern creeping into her voice. "Who's that?" she

As Isabella bared her heart to Alex, her words hanging heavy with emotion, Alex couldn't help but chuckle nervously, a mixture of disbelief and uncertainty swirling within him."Isabella, what about your husband?" Alex countered, his voice tinged with apprehension as he sought to deflect the weight of her confession.But Isabella refused to be deterred, her gaze unwavering as she reached out to grasp his hand firmly in hers. "Alex, don't deflect, please," she implored, her voice filled with quiet determination. "I think about you every single day since you left, makes me wonder if you do the same too."Alex's heart constricted at her words, the memories of their shared past flooding back with bittersweet clarity. "You know what is funny is the fact that you have the audacity to tell me all these after everything I have been through because of you," he retorted, his tone tinged with bitterness."Don't say that. You know you weren't completely honest," Isabella countered, her voice soft