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Chapter 33: Trust
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Isabella stared at the anonymous message again, the image still glowing on her phone. Her heart beat an uneasy rhythm. The kiss. Captured in perfect, scandalous clarity—her hands tangled in Alexander’s collar, his lips on hers, the heat between them unmistakable. Whoever sent this had access to the event… or worse, had followed them deliberately. Her eyes flicked up. Alexander was placing pancakes onto two white plates like this was some sort of honeymoon. “This doesn’t bother you?” she asked, still holding up the phone. He glanced at it with mild interest, then returned to pouring maple syrup. “Not really.” “Alexander,” she said slowly, “this was sent anonymously. With a threat.” He finally looked up, and his gaze sharpened. “Let me see.” She handed him the phone. He read the message once. Twice. Then placed it down beside the plate. “Do you think it’s Ryan?” she asked, pulling the sheets tighter around her. “Or one of your board members?” “It could be anyone,” he said coolly
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