**Isabella**
I finished my cooking lessons with Felicia, relieved to see her leave the penthouse to grab some groceries. Now alone, except for Cross, who was inside his room, I hesitated, still seated on the couch and mindlessly watching TV.
Truly, I wasn't too sure about searching Razor's study for the blue document. What if there were hidden cameras or CCTV? The mere thought of him discovering my intrusion sent a cold shiver down my spine. He'd find out and proceed to skin me alive.
But I had to do this. Ian was counting on me, and what about Cain? He lost his damn fingers because of me. With my mind made up, I began to tiptoe my way up the stairs, constantly checking for any signs of movement.
