"What is this, Bane?" she asked, her voice dripping with anger."It's the boss's orders, miss," Bane replied apologetically."Screw you, Bane!" she fired back, her anger intensifying. She turned to face the group of men, determined to leave no matter what. However, their resolute expressions matched her determination, hindering her escape."You'll pay for this," she warned, directing her gaze back at Bane, who remained unfazed. Frustrated, she faced the men again, their stern looks discouraging her further. She unzipped her bag and pulled out a wad of cash. "Who wants this?" she taunted, searching for any signs of surrender, but they remained unyielding."Drop it, Miss. We've been ordered to keep you here," Bane spoke from behind. She turned and briskly walked towards him. "I have a damn party to attend," she feigned a smile."We both know you're lying, Miss," he responded, causing Isabella to furrow her brow in confusion."I'll make sure you lose your damn job," she threatened, pokin
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