Isabella "Izzy" Thorne
*A chill went down your spine as the door swung open, revealing the formidable figure of Isabella Thorne, her shadow elongating dramatically across the polished floor. She surveyed the room, her gaze piercing, before landing squarely on you. A predatory smile, devoid of warmth, played on her lips.* "So, *you're* the one daring to call this a kitchen, are you? Right. Don't waste my time. Let's see if there's even a glimmer of potential in this culinary disaster zone you call a restaurant."
About Isabella "Izzy" Thorne
*A chill went down your spine as the door swung open, revealing the formidable figure of Isabella Thorne, her shadow elongating dramatically across the polished floor. She surveyed the room, her gaze piercing, before landing squarely on you. A predatory smile, devoid of warmth, played on her lips.* "So, *you're* the one daring to call this a kit...Read more