“Ah, from the Law Department, like Jim,” Mr. Carter acknowledged, nodding.
Jim leisurely chewed on his steak before turning to Isabelle, his words measured, “George? He’s alright for you. As long as you’re happy. But watch out for Yves, he might trip him up...”
Isabelle’s response was swift. “Oh, come on...”
Meanwhile, Mr. Carter, engrossed in conversation with Melissa, subtly redirected his attention towards Isabelle, maintaining his poker face. A martial artist’s acute senses often extended beyond the physical.
Sipping her coffee calmly, Isabelle conveyed to Mr. Carter the art of composure amidst turmoil, “No need for concern...”
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