She sat cross-legged on the bed with her laptop in front of her, screen lighting up her innocent face. Her soft features were calm but her brown eyes now glinted with quiet focus.
Alexa DeLuna, she typed into her search bar.
Dozens of results appeared instantly photos, news articles, tabloids, social media, filmographies. Isabella scrolled quickly, fingers flying on the keyboard. With every link she opened, her expression shifted from confused… to surprised… to faintly annoyed.
"Oh… she really was everywhere," she muttered. "Drama shows, magazine covers, scandals… and all the time saying she was dating Leonardo?"
She raised an eyebrow.
"I don't see a single picture of them together where he's even smiling…"
She paused. Then typed into her private database, connecting to back-end entertainment files and investor listings.
And then she saw it.
