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Isabella

I smiled and then crossed my legs, tapping my finger on my knee, a habit Damon taught me. "She would have had to have help on the inside," Donatella said, just as Julio walked into the room.

"You're here," he said to Alessandro, then turned to me. "Pardon the intrusion, Princess, but I'm sure he must have told you already."

"Yes, my cousin escaped. I'm well aware of that," I said, leaning back into the chair. Suddenly, I realized something. "Frederick? Where is he?"

"I had someone watch him," Alessandro said. "He said Frederick only made a few calls."

"Heard Frederick loves Cassandra," I said.

"There's no way he would love her. After all, he was the one who brought her to you in the first place," Julio said with a laugh.

"Then let's invite him here and have a talk."

"No," Alessandro said suddenly, startling me with the tone of his voice. "The Master certainly does not want that man here. If anyone will meet Frederick, they will go outside."

"Fine. Outside," I said as