Chapter 93

• Isabella's POV
• "Yes. I totally understand everything you wrote on sheet of paper. How much are we talking about?" I asked them, stopping them as they were about to leave the room.
• "Cute of you to ask. Well, pardon me to ask how much you're paying to help save your mother from this ugly situation." Fred retorted. Adrian watched me with a furious look, causing me to stay silent for the rest of the minutes they would spend inside the room.