Isabella ate to her satisfaction at the hotel restaurant. Without any further delay, she rose from the table where she had been sitting comfortably and walked back to her hotel room."How was your dinner?" Alexa suddenly asked."It’s perfect, Alexa," Isabella replied."How I wish I had a taste of it," Alexa said."Sometimes it’s sad that our wishes never come true," Isabella said."What do you mean?" Alexa asked."You have no mouth for food, Alexa; you can’t even be seen in person. So, give up and only remain the best at finding information. That is your primary assignment," Isabella said.Though what Isabella said and how she said it made Alexa somewhat sad, it did not mean she would say anything more."Do you wonder what Ethan Mark will be doing right now?"Now, thinking about it, Isabella wanted to know what Ethan was up to at this moment. She went to one of the tables in her hotel room and verified where she had placed the microphone she had earlier purchased. Then she went back t
Isabella delicately maneuvered the microscope, sweeping it slowly across the sprawling mansion’s grounds, like a detective combing a crime scene for clues. Her heart quickened when she first caught sight of Ethan’s private guards, aside from the private guards in the compound of Ethan Mark's mansion.In this way, the private guards inside the mansion stood rigid at different points, like statues guarding a priceless treasure. slowly turning their heads around in the perfect security of Ethan Mark.Then, with patience and determination, the lens revealed Mr. Smith like a hidden gem unearthed from the depths of a mysterious cave."The trusted associate of Ethan, how are you?" Isabella muttered, her voice as soft as a whispered secret in the stillness of the night. Her anticipation built as she continued to explore through the lens, inch by inch, until she finally found Ethan himself."Now, there goes the big boss himself," she muttered again.Isabella saw that Ethan was in a well-appoin
In her understanding of what Alexa had taught her, Isabella had now moved on to the next lesson, which was on how to shoot a gun for the first time. As Alexa said,“Since you are now familiar with the basics of how to properly hold the pistol, you must learn how to properly shoot as a first-time user."“Now, all you have to do is squeeze the trigger after you have pointed the gun in a direction.”“What? Is that all I need to know as a first-time shooter?” Isabella asked, totally surprised by how simple Alexa's instructions sounded.“Yes, what more is there to know? You have already learned the basics of how to hold the pistol, so shooting is just a matter of squeezing the trigger. Now, do it!” Alexa instructed.However, if Isabella acted upon the instruction promptly, as Alexa had advised, it would have been a falsehood. And right at that moment, she spoke with a hesitation that hung in the air like an unresolved chord in a musical composition.“But it’s going to make a loud sound in
Closing the hotel view with a curtain, as Isabella had been instructed by Alexa after she had fired into the sky, Isabella awaited the next lesson with bated breath, like a student eagerly anticipating the wisdom of a patient and knowledgeable teacher.But even at this moment, the only thing that captured Isabella's attention was the chime sound emanating from her phone, piercing the silence like a sudden alarm in the tranquility of a dream.With this, Isabella was prompted to believe that something was wrong because the chime sound had occurred all of a sudden while Alexa was supposed to instruct her on the third lesson."Could it be that my phone is not charging and it's dead?" Isabella thought. She then strolled to the wall socket where her phone was plugged in and tapped on the screen with a touch as delicate as a butterfly landing on a flower's petal.Upon tapping on the screen, the screen brightened up, and she saw the battery percentage she now had."85%, but Alexa isn't saying
It was the next morning. Isabella opened her eyes to the soft glow of sunlight streaming through the curtain covering the hotel view. In the same way, it cast a warm and enticing light upon her hotel room.Rising to her feet like a delicate blossom unfurling its petals in the gentle morning breeze, the first thing Isabella heard was a greeting from Alexa.“Good morning, Isabella. How was your sleep? You must have been really tired yesterday; you slept and woke up at 9 a.m.""It’s 9 a.m. already?" Isabella asked for the second time, her uncertainty about the actual time akin to that of a lost sailor peering at a cloudy sky, seeking guidance from the elusive North Star.“Yes, it’s 9 a.m. according to the time on your cellphone.” Alexa spoke again. Her words are certain and convincing.“Oh!” Isabella said, wiping her faintly opened eyes with her fingers and apparently not being bothered about the time. Either way, Alexa voiced again.“I hate to bring this to your attention, Isabella, but
"Does this mean that when everything is finally over, I will have Satorial Elegance as my personal bespoke tailor?" Isabella asked, still zooming in on the man."Of course, Isabella, you will have the wealth and power to do anything you want. However, I think having Satorial Elegance as your personal bespoke tailor is not appropriate." Alexa spoke, her voice low but certain."Why?" Isabella asked, her face reflecting confusion like a puzzling labyrinth with no clear path to understanding.“Because Satorial Elegance specialises in high-end customised suits for males, not females. So when our plan becomes successful and you assume Ethan's position, you should instead engage Evelyn St. Clair.” Alexa said. "Who is she?" Isabella asked, completely unaware of that name, like a traveller in a foreign land encountering an unfamiliar dialect.“She isn't well-known around here, but she is the best in Paris. She has carved out a unique niche in the world of bespoke tailoring, specialising in cra
Isabella smiled like a happy child. How she heard Alexa praised her beauty was like a sweet injection injected into her veins. To blush was, in fact, an understatement because what happened to Isabella’s face at this moment was an expression bigger than mere blushing.In this strength, Isabella wore confidence like a garment and looked into the wardrobe. Hence, her eyes met such a good and beautiful dress she could wear to lure Ethan into her love trap. However, she was not sure about something and she asked Alexa.“Alexa, the dresses in this closet are not originally mine. They were provided by the hotel management. Is it safe to wear them?”“I understand your concern, Isabella, but this hotel room is not just any kind of hotel room; it is a full option that comes with many kinds of unexpected good treatments. For instance, even after you dress up, they provide you with sweet fragrances you can spray on your body, and that will make you smell like damask rose oil. So, to answer your
As she slipped into her car, she didn't wait even a second to press the start button on her car dashboard, and in no more than fifteen minutes, she was already on Ethan Mark Street like a bullet from a gun, swift and unstoppable.Pulling over on the street, closer to the gate, she stepped out of her fancy car and walked to the Ethan Mark luxurious gate. At this moment, she saw that Ethan was in the compound, and right behind him was Mr. Smith, who stretched his hand forward and opened the fancy car back seat for Ethan Mark.At the gate, there were four security guards whose eyes met the beautiful Isabella as if they had just seen an angel standing before them. Her beautiful dress, her beautiful skin, her beautiful heels—everything was crafted into a beautiful figure that made them all swallow their saliva, as if they had just tasted her sweetness.However, if the essence of Isabella’s beauty was more important than the importance of their job, it was a lie, and they quickly snapped ou