Isabella maintained her cold gaze, completely ignoring the ramblings of her father's secretary. She suddenly turned and approached the elevator, intending to use it to get to her father's office. It was very clear that she was ready to force her way through if it came to that.
But as she got close to the elevator, she wasn't even able to push the button of the elevator. From every direction, hard and heavy-looking metal doors suddenly closed in at fast speeds, blocking her entry.
Isabella's gaze was the personification of cold as she stared down at the door. Even the secretary could notice that there was something really wrong this time around. It wasn't like the other times; Isabella was truly pissed. 'What the hell happened!'
