Isabel’s face stiffened.
Her lips pressed tightly together, and the displeasure on her face was obvious.
However, Magnus showed no sign of changing his decision.
That only made the anger rising inside her even worse.
Sophia quietly stepped away from them.
She walked toward the table in the room and pulled out a chair.
Sitting down, she picked up the tablet resting on the table and began scrolling through the list of auction items.
Her posture was relaxed, her focus completely on the screen in front of her.
Magnus watched her.
His eyes followed her every step as she walked away from him and settled into the chair.
Only after she had sat down and seemed fully absorbed in her work—without even glancing back at him—did Magnus finally look away.
He stepped back.
Then he turned around and walked out of the room.
The door closed softly behind him.
Isabel watched as Magnus disappeared through the door.
Her eyes narrowed slightly.
But that wasn’t what stayed in her mind.
She had noticed the way he had looked at Sylvia. His gaze had lingered on her longer than necessary.
She didn’t like it.
The thought of it made the anger in her chest grow hotter by the second.
Before she could dwell on it any longer, Sophia’s phone suddenly began to ring.
The sharp sound broke the silence in the room.
Sophia glanced down at it.
Seeing the name on the screen, she picked it up immediately. But when she noticed that Isabel was still standing in the room, she paused for a second.
Then she rose to her feet. Without saying anything, she walked out of the room, moving a little farther down the hallway before answering the call.
Isabel watched as Sophia disappeared from sight.
The moment she was gone, the anger in Isabel’s chest seemed to double.
Her lips tightened.
Without hesitation, she turned around and walked straight to the table.
The tablet Sophia had been using was still lying there.
