Chapter 142

• Isabella's POV
• "Where is your master?" I asked the security guard once again, but he shrugged his arms, asking us to exercise more patience.
• "Are you sure whom she asked for, are present in here?" I asked him again, but he didn't give a response. It was getting on my nerves as I walked up to Mike. I needed to tell him what was on my mind. There was no advantage of being a member of this team at this moment. I let out a deep breath and started speaking, but his face was suddenly etched with disgust.