Isla Winslow entered the door and saw Dylan Collins pointing at something outside. On the ground beside Collins, she caught sight of a striking case. She hurried over, squatted down, and picked up the expensive custom-made brooch.
"CEO Collins, you dropped something."
She said with a smile as she walked over.
Dylan Collins lifted his gaze and glanced at the brooch.
Isla Winslow coquettishly raised herself onto her tiptoes and suggested, "Let me help you pin it back on."
Dylan Collins deftly sidestepped.
"It's not necessary." He scarcely moved his deep-set eyes in her direction, flicking a glance at the brooch, "Since you found it, it's now yours."
A rush of excitement ignited in Isla Winslow's eyes.
"You're giving it to me?"
"Yes." Dylan Collins turned around and walked away.
Isla Winslow held onto the costly brooch, her excitement barely containable.
He had actually given her a gift.
As she suspected, Dylan Collins was interested in her!
