Isabel POV
I poured more wine into my cup left resting back to focus on the television. I had streamed the whole product launch event of Martinez corporation since I was unable to go. I was glad I could help him with his product. My eyes caught a glimpse of someone, Antonio. He was greeting Miguel Martinez with Elena by his side.
My phone vibrated and I checked the caller.
Miguel Martinez. As expected. I connected the automated voice before swiping the answer button.
" Good evening, Miss Cruz." My eyes widened in realization. How did he even get to know my gender? I decided to play dumb knowing that he could be playing mind games.
" Good evening Mr Martinez, lovely event you had."
" Well, you couldn't show up to even give your speech yourself, how can you be so sure."
" I apologise for my absence but it was inevitable."
