Isabella POV
Is that a hot seat?
Why does everyone's eyes widen and shock? What's wrong? I'm shocked because the big boss just called me to sit with her. Nancy Remington. The one that I thought was only an ordinary person who loved me turned out to be the owner of Remington Industries. The CEO's grandmother.
"Nancy... I." I clear my throat. "I mean Mrs. Remington, I think I should sit at my seat,"
"Come here, dear," she says with a smile, but when I look into her eyes, I know she insists that I sit next to her. The one between her seat and Gabriel's. That's a weird position. Who was sitting there before? Advisor? Nancy's right hand?
I look at Gabriel for help. I don't know why my eyes are searching for him. Maybe because he's the one who shielded me from Alex earlier. He was standi
