A hallway at Badrutt's Palace Hotel.
Click-clack.
Isabella was walking faster than usual. She'd gone looking for Bear the moment she arrived at the hotel.
She'd gotten a report through the informant the Hales boutique had sent ahead.
—Director Johanna of Eisenberg has gone into Mr. Ha Tae-ung's room.
At first she thought she'd heard wrong.
"Johanna, herself?"
She was so surprised she checked again.
—Yes.
"Alone?"
—That's right.
"……"
From that moment, her heart had grown more impatient.
Johanna von Eisenberg. That woman had gone herself to the suite of a man staying alone!
It was a bold move she hadn't seen coming. What's more, she'd taken wine with her, of all things.
Johanna! What on earth are you trying to do!
Isabella quickened her pace even more. Someone who didn't know Johanna well might not think much of it.
But Isabella was in a different position.
She knew Johanna's charms better than anyone! Glamorous blond hair and looks with the grace of nobility flowing through them.
A confidence that didn't give ground to anyone. And on top of that, the Eisenberg name.
Her looks alone were enough to catch a man's attention, and her social abilities were beyond imagining.
Her mind was quick, her judgment and decisiveness backed it up, and she was outstanding at getting what she wanted.
She didn't hesitate, just like the move she was making now.
In European society, men interested in Johanna were everywhere. Johanna had simply never given them a second look.
That was the kind of woman Johanna was! And now she'd made the first move, and made it aggressively.
On my Bear.
In her mind, Isabella had already reached the suite door, ahead of her own feet. Strangely, one corner of her heart felt heavy and stifled.
It wasn't that she didn't trust Bear. If anything, Isabella's worry came from a completely different direction.
She knew better than anyone that Bear wasn't a man who'd lose his head over a woman's looks.
He was a man who'd drawn a line with her, too. The problem was Johanna!
She didn't give…