He didn't blame her.
The assassination attempt could've cost them everything.
It wasn't something easily forgiven.
He himself wanted to kill Oran.
But still…
He knew the bigger problem wasn't killing Oran.
It was what would come after.
As a Lord Candidate, his name was bound to make waves sooner or later.
And if that happened, someone could easily twist the story into "Isaac murdered someone after failing to buy property" or some other nonsense.
The political fallout would outweigh the satisfaction of vengeance.
Selene's voice cut into his thoughts.
"Are you two even listening? You should save the lovey-dovey act for when you're alone, you know?"
Her voice was light, playful.
But there was a slight pause in her words, just barely noticeable.
Isaac turned toward her. "Sorry. We're listening. The place looks solid."
Alice added, "It's quite good."
They walked up to the fourth floor again where most of the signing would take place.
The paperwork was already prepped.
