Our Mission

Chapter 25

- Isabella's POV -

The night ended with me smiling my walk back to the room but I was smart enough to do my research on any person who I bumped into. Vincent Lee claimed to spend time with me because I seemed lonely by the way I carried myself but he just seemed too perfect, he was just too sweet that he had to be hiding something.

I appreciated his company, him sharing his paintings and playing a song on the piano with me. It kept my mind off everything, for once in a long time I felt relaxed and at ease. I laughed at his humor until tears were in my eyes and my stomach hurt but I didn't let it distract me from who he was.

The moment I arrived in my room I went onto my laptop and began doing my research on him. It didn't take me long to collect everything I could since it is what I did for a living and to my surprise, I was wrong about him. He didn't hide anything from me and he was being truthful...something not many people could relate to.

Vincent Lee was a man who owned this hotel I was staying and an art studio a few blocks down. It made sense why so much of his artwork was displayed around the place and why the woman got so flustered when he told her I was with him. He wasn't lying about being the winner of the hotdog contest for the past three years either.

The only 'dirt' I found on him is a charge from a few years ago. Which intrigued me because he didn't look like the aggressive and violent type until I read more into it. The description mentioned a woman who was being assaulted in a parking lot outside of a grocery store. Vincent was on his way to his car when he witnessed the situation and instead of standing there and ignoring the cry for help coming from the woman, he beat the shit out of the guy almost killing him. To be honest I did wish he did.

Vincent is a man every girl would die to have. I met him once for only a few hours and can come up with a list of how good of a man he was based on that night and my research but he just wasn't him.

The morning after that night a strong wave of emotions washed over me. I laid in bed, my heart aching in pain and my body felt heavy like I was being weighed down by heavy chains every time I tried getting out of bed and the discomfort in my stomach kept me from eating.

I cried my eyes out those days until it became difficult for me to breathe. I suffered from those tormenting thoughts that played in my mind repeatedly when all I wanted was them to stop and go away.

But it was finally time for me to finish what I needed a long time ago. I made sure to clean myself up, put on an outfit that made me feel confident, and did my makeup because the puffy red eyes were noticeable.

The loud ding of the elevator brought me back to reality. Taking a deep breath and pulling a fake smile on my face I step out the elevator into the large living room of the penthouse.

I managed to capture the attention of not only Violet and Darelle but around five other people including Mrs.Zhang-I mean Kim. They all stopped in their tracks eyeing me down making me feel a bit uneasy but I shrugged it off walking further into the once chaotic room.

"I brought coffee" I let out a small laugh bringing the cardboard holder filled with coffee onto the glass coffee table that had stacks of files filled with papers.

Once I turned around I watched everyone pass by me hurrying to get their cups of coffee. While they drank their drinks my eyes wandered the room. There were multiple setups with wires that connected to all sorts of devices.