"Give her the envelope Privately first" Brandon instructed his guard his eyes still watching Isadora like a predator watching his prey.
"Ma'am a gentleman asked me to deliver this to you the guess said as he whispered in her ear " Confess now since our master is in a surprisingly good mood"
"What—" the man had already disappeared into the crowd like he never existed. She opened the envelope slightly only to see pictures of her car fleeing from the accident, fear creeped in her like never before but she calmly tore the paper to shreds and poured her champagne on them, acting like nothing happened.
"So she wants to act smug huh, that's okay" Brandon said as he forced his arm and walked out of the hidden corner.
