A Billionaire After Divorce

SHAKING WITH LUST

"No no no, Mr. Moore, that's not it" Isabella shakes her head. "Don't you want to talk? It's simple, I'll be slowly taking a sip while I listen to you. You know, a glass of wine can make a conversation much more enjoyable."

"That's true," Richard nods. "Alright then. At least, you should know that if it were drugged or poisoned, I wouldn't be drinking from it." As if to prove his point, he refills his glass and takes another sip. "You see?" He shrugs his shoulders.

"So as you were saying, Mr. Moore?" Acknowledging his gesture with a light smile, Isabella quickly changes the topic.

"That's true," Richard relaxes into his couch. "You see, Miss Isabella," he begins, "your company is on the brink of collapse, and it needs a partner like mine to help it rise, even if just a bit. I am willing to collaborate with your company and give it the boost it deserves. But the question now is, do you want that, Miss Isabella?"

Isabella's eyes sparkle as she eagerly responds, "Of course, I want it, Mr