Isabelle's POV

"I don't understand... why do you want to work there?" Camille asked, looking a little incredulous when she found out I was now August's secretary.

"I don't want to stay home doing nothing," I replied. It was only half the truth, and judging by the look on her face, Camille knew there was more behind it. But it wasn't time to tell her yet.

My cousin had been somewhat depressed these past few days. The theft accusation at the nightclub would be cleared up soon, but she'd lost