After the last party of guests had been announced, Isobel scanned the ballroom for Benedict. Her eyes found him on the other side of the room, but his eyes were locked onto the two people that Isobel had no interest in speaking with whatsoever. When he began to walk through the space that would soon be filled with dancing couples, Isobel hastily excused herself and strode forward, intercepting him before he could reach Anthony and Henry.
“Benedict,” Isobel greeted him as she stepped in front of him.
His fury-filled eyes lowered to her as he came to an abrupt stop mere inches away from her. The musicians began playing and several couples made their way to the middle of the ballroom to take part in the first dance of the evening.
“Isobel,” Benedict replied coldly before he tried to step
