Flight

Ditch the Ex. Date the Billionaire

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Chapter 75: Flight

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“You better hurry up. You’re going to be late,” Dara calls from the bathroom, voice garbled as she brushes her teeth.

Isabella glances up from where she’s wrestling with her tiny carry-on suitcase on the bed, her body flung halfway on top of it, trying to squish it down enough that she’ll be able to zip it closed. “Who are you to lecture me about being late? You’ve never been on time for anything in your life.”

“I think I was on time for a doctor’s appointment once,” She says. Dara hears her spit her toothpaste into the sink. “Seriously, though, I’m just trying to help. Didn’t you say you needed to leave by 10:30?”

Isabella grabs her phone, tapping the screen. It’s 10:35.

Shit.

“It’s later than I thought,” She says, zipping up her suitcase with a final grunt and hauling it off the bed. It hits the ground with a loud thud. “You’re right, I gotta go.”

“Do you have everything you need?”

“I think so.” Isabella wheels her suitca