Isabella wished she could either be invisible or a fly on the wall in Ian's office. At least then she would have been able to hear what was being said. Or she should have maybe tried to learn lip reading. Then she would know what the dialogues being said were for the drama that had played out in front of her.
She would have to ask Nora for details. When Nora had first proposed to work for Ian, she'd been so lost in her own feelings of humiliation that she'd not asked much. The only thing on her mind had been to find a way to get out of this. All sorts of assistant-boss scenarios played in her head, her natural curiosity and gossipy nature piqued.
