C11 The Vanishing

The phone slipped from Isabella's fingers.

Damien caught it before it hit the floor, his reflexes honed by years of boardroom warfare and the kind of control that came from never being caught off guard. But even he seemed shaken by what he'd heard.

"The baby isn't his?" Isabella's voice was barely a whisper. "But he said he told me "

"People lie." Damien's jaw was granite