Chapter 92

GEORGE.

I was driving home after work and each time I remembered about the kiss with Keira, a smile would cross my lips. It was something I couldn't forget.

I was getting closer to my penthouse gate as my smile turned into a frown on seeing Isabel, standing In front of the gate. It was 8:30pm, what the heck was she doing in front of my gate by this time? I thought I had made it clear to her that I wanted her out of my presence.

I stopped the car abruptly and climbed down, approaching her. I had no idea why she was showing me her white pearls. She is becoming more annoying each day. What the heck was funny.

“You are back. I have been waiting for you, George.” She said and I raised my brows.

“No one asked you to wait, Isabel. Now what's the matter?” I questioned, my voice squirming in urgency.

“Are you still angry about that day? I told you you were the one that insisted we go to my apartment.” She began rambling again.

“Quit it. Why are you here? ….” I cut her off sharply. She s