ASHER
"Isabelle is holding a press conference?" I looked to my staff and one of them ran to the stage where I stood and quickly walked over to me, handing me an article and whispering in my ear.
"Ir appears this was planned by the press, there is no way they wouldn't have known this beforehand" my secretary whispered in my ear and I sighed inwardly. Now, this is just going to be one sick attempt at reconciliation, that woman always has to ruin everything doesn't she? How the hell did she find out about this conference? I doubt grandfather would have informed her, this was impromptu and quick, too quick for her to have pre-planned this. Is this really all just a coincidence?
"Shall we call off the press conference?"
"We can't exactly call it off in the middle of the press conference," I said, "you may go, I have an idea."
"What? Sir, you have to run it by-"
