The company should have a lawyer.

She needed legal advice.

If it was a lawsuit, Isaac could hook her up with a good attorney.

Eagle steered towards the company.

Camila's reputation was solid here, all thanks to Isaac.

When she stepped in, they treated her with reverence.

The front desk didn't halt her. She walked directly into the elevator, zoomed upstairs, and landed at Isaac's office. She knocked politely.

There was no reply.

Wynter sidled up, saying, "Mrs. Johnston, Mr. Johnston's is not here."

"Any clue where he jetted off to?" Camila inquired.

"It's not work-related, so I don't know. Sorry, Mrs. Johnston."

Wynter shrugged.

Camila's brow creased.

If it wasn't work, then what was he up to?

She whipped out her phone and dialed him up.

It was a busy signal.

No luck.

She was feeling odd and then said to Wynter calmly, "Got it."

Heading back to the lift, she waited.

Ding! The elevator doors slid open.