Isabelle’s POV
The second threat arrived before sunrise.
A single envelope slipped beneath my office door. No sender. No markings. Just my name scrawled across the front.
I hesitated before picking it up, my fingers stiff as I unfolded the note inside.
“The truth always comes out, Isabelle. The only question is—who will tell it first? You… or us?”
No signature. No indication of who had sent it.
But I didn’t need one.
Kaia.
I clenched my jaw, my heartbeat hammering hard in my chest.
First, the financial allegations. Now, a direct threat against my past.
She wasn’t just trying to ruin me—she was trying to expose me.
And if she got there first?
If she controlled the narrative?
Nathan would suffer the most.
I wouldn’t let that happen.
I inhaled sharply, shoving the note into my
