The man looked at Isabel and after a small pause he shook her hand.
"Afternoon, Isabel Price, I presume?" he spoke with a business like smile. "I'm glad you agreed to take up this job. As I understand, the investment is already paying off?" as he said that, the man's eyes shifted to Detrian who just sniffed trying to ignored the comment. "News reach you fast, uncle," the man almost growled.
"I'm just worried, Detrian, I hope you can understand that," the elderly man said, reaching out his hand towards the other, however, before his hand could reach Detrian, it was held away.
"Yes, I understand, but you are not planning to have the woman keep her eye on me 24/7, are you?"
The older man retracted his hand with a small sigh and then paused.
"How much would it cost?" he turned to Isabel. "I understand the complications this arrangement might cause, thus I am willing to compensate you."
"Hey... Hey just hold on a minute!" Detrian burst, but his uncle was completely oblivious to any objections coming from him.