Chapter 8 Portraits Of Pretense

Isabella groaned as the stroke of the brush went in the wrong direction. Her once-perfect circle now looked like a lopsided egg. She loved painting and art ever since she was a little girl, and never failed to have a pencil and paper with her. But this art room was very spacious, she’d never had this much amount of space all to her thoughts and emotions. She thought back to the gala where Jonathan Reed had chattered with her all night. He wasn’t married, didn’t have kids (surprisingly) and he was the owner of Windsor Enterprises, one of the sole rivals to Nexus. She held on to that information tightly.