I followed closely behind Isa, as she lead the way to Jaxton's office. While we walked, I pulled out my phone and sent Ziggler a quick update. Me: Found Isa going through my stuffs. I was able to hide the key in the stack of cloths she had strewn about, it is directly under a grey sweatpant in the bunch. I'm going with her to Jaxton's office, and I'm going to tell him to get one of his men to do away from the cloths. I trust you will take it up from there. Ziggler: Sure, Freya, I get the plan. Me: Do a clean job, got it?Ziggler: Got it, boss. Me: Bonus deducted. It's Freya, not boss. Ziggler sent a laughing emoji, and I smiled. I looked up, pocketing my phone as we got to Jaxton's office. Isa turned to me for the umpteenth time, a pleading look in her eyes. " Please, don't do this," she pleaded..With the number of time she has turned to plead, I knew Jaxton had not sent her and she had been working on her own volition; or rather, her own jealousy. Sorry, dear, too late. This
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