Chapter 73 - Blood-Stained Velvet

Isabel’s POV

The sterile hospital lights cast a harsh glare in the waiting area. My heart pounded in my chest as I sat beside Michael, Emerson’s anxious secretary. We had just watched as Lilith was taken away by the powerful Mr. Montrose.

“More to what?” I asked in response to Michael’s muttering. Though I wasn’t sure I wanted to know the answer.

He only shook his head, as if trying to clear his thoughts. “Never mind. Let’s focus on Mr. Williams for now.”

But his words, “There must be more to this,” lingered in my mind, fueling the growing sense of unease in my gut. Something was wrong here. Something I couldn’t quite put my finger on.

The silence between us was suffocating. I shifted uneasily in the hard plastic chair, trying to make sense of the whirlwind of events.

Michael looked as if he hadn’t slept in days. His usually meticulous appearance was disheveled. His tie was askew, and his eyes were darkened with fatigue. He glanced at me occasionally, his expression filled with worry.