Chapter 68 The Cruelty Of Isabel Bellini

• As Roxanne watched through the kitchen window, she felt a sense of foreboding as she looked at the big-built man, who was climbing into the dark sedan.
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• Van Dyke had told her a few hours earlier, his accents clipped, that he was going away for a few weeks. She had been summoned to his study and when she walked in, her hands wringing in worry, he had given her a cool look, appraising her from top to toe.