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After what feels like hours, but is only minutes, she shifts her gaze from me to the prenup on the table. “She won’t accept it, Isaac. Isabelle will never sign that prenup when she notices the terms you have put in there.”

“I know.”

Regan’s brows scrunch. She appears utterly confused.

“I havepersuasivetechniques I can use to my advantage.”

She gags and rolls her eyes.

After snickering at her response, I seek her gaze. “Stop trying to reflect the topic back to me. Do I need to look for a new lawyer?” I keep my tone low and non-threatening, leaving the decision up to her.

“You'll never find anyone as good as me,” she remarks with a hint of pompousness since sparks of her usual demeanor emerge.

“I know.” I stroke her ego a little more to help her usual attitude return.

As she straightens her shoulders, her professional kick-ass lawyer transformation emerges before my eyes. “Regan Myers has never officially worked fortheIsaac Holt. I don’t see why that will change any time in the future.” Her eyes lock on mine. “If I’m still wanted?”

“Are you sure this is whatyouwant? Because while Alex is investigating me, you can’t have a relationship with him.” I want to make sure she's acutely aware of what she's giving up.

She nods. “I understand.”

My lips tug higher. She’s a damn good lawyer, so her loss to my empire would have been immense, but I would have taken the hit if that was what she wanted.

“All right, then let’s get down to business.” I take a seat in my leather chair before raising my eyes to hers. “How long does it take to get a marriage license issued?”

Chapter 24

Isabelle

From:Alex Rogers, FBI Division Officer — Ravenshoe

To:Isabelle Brahn

Re:Resignation from the position of Field Officer

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DearAgentBrahn,

Any resignations to my department will need to be madein person.

You know where to find me.

Alex Rogers

FBI Division Officer—Ravenshoe

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Shit!I should’ve known Alex would never accept a resignation via email. He hammered me when I requested a transfer to another department, asserting I signed a contract and that I was required to follow through on my obligations until the contract agreement ceased, but there are extenuating circumstances this time around. Not only am I sleeping with the target his department is investigating, I'm also engaged to him.

My eyes shoot up to the clock in the microwave oven, noting it’s 3:43 p.m. Isaac is in an important meeting with Regan for the rest of the afternoon, so I may as well get the inevitable over and done with.

Not wanting to disturb Isaac, I leave a note for him on the kitchen counter.

I’ll be back in an hour.

Calm down, I took Roger with me.