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There was definitely something off with her, Charles thought as he landed his buttocks on the softness of the chair behind him.
After settling, his thoughts continued.
It was as though Isabella was lacking something or maybe she wanted something so bad.
Whatever it was, Charles wondered what it could be.
Sitting back into the leather chair he had specifically constructed to his taste, he wondered when she exactly was going to walk into that room and ask what his proposition was with attitude.
He smirked to himself.
She sure acted like she did not break his heart six years ago. And he knew her so well, it was certain that she would keep up with that attitude for a while until he decides to break it.
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