Chapter 144
Angelina noticed that Isabe was in a lot of pain. She saw the sweat on
Isabe’s forehead and couldn’t help but snort. She grabbed her notebook
and said, “Fine, I’ll find someone else.” She stormed out of the room and
mmed the door shut.
Once Isabe was sure that Angelina had left, she slowly opened her eyes,
trembling. The small movements she made earlier caused pain in her
wounded legs, almost unbearable. Isabe must have noticed. Her leaving
now is obviously a ploy to leave me hanging.
Isabe barely had anything for breakfast and skipped lunch. It had been
almost fifteen hours since herst proper meal. At this rate, she would break.
Isabe hung her head low, resting it on the table as she tried toe up
with an escape n. Eventually, she devised a n and texted a couple of
people, including Nics and Natasha.
Nics had helped her investigate Jonas’ spy before, and Natasha could
assist her in dealing with that spy. All she could do now was wait-for news
from Natasha and for Angelina to lose patience. Time was ticking. Eventually,
under the weight of hunger and exhaustion, Isabe’s head began to spin.
Due to Angelina’s orders, the people outside didn’t even give Isabe a ss
of water. Isabe’s eyes were closed. She felt a bit drowsy, but her mind was
clear. A few memories shed through her mind. A few hours ago, Seth had
bent down and carried her on his back. He had done more intimate things to
her, but he had never carried her like that before.
Isabe’s heart fluttered whenever she saw him, but she never felt secure
around him. Until a few hours ago, that is. My mind must be ying tricks on
me due to exhaustion. That’s why I’m having these strange feelings. Isabe
shook her head, feeling her thoughts jumble. She quickly stopped and took a
few deep breaths. She pushed Seth’s face out of her mind and counted
silently. I hope I actually faint. Those guys outside will be so shocked. Too bad
I’m not a good actress, or I could pretend to faint.
Isabe closed her eyes, smiling bitterly and sighing from time to time. She
almost seemed manic. Behind the screen, Seth observed her actions. He
frowned and threw the document he was holding to Nics. “Did she text
you?”
Nics froze, a hint of panic in his eyes as he tried to exin.
Seth didn’t give him a chance. Confidently, he said, “Your phone buzzed right
after she sent that text.”
Nics couldn’t say anything. He opened his mouth and reluctantly
exined, “Sir, she just wanted me to investigate the person who dealt with
her and Jonas’ sales. Nothing else.”
Seth remained silent. Hezily pulled out another document. “Why do you
listen to her so much? Is she your mother?”
Nics was speechless.
“We hired you to create value for us, not to be an errand boy for unrted
people.” Seth signed his name on the document and threw his pen away. He
was lost in thought, but he looked sharply at Nics. “Well, why are you still
standing there?”
Nics gulped. He quickly retreated and left the office as if he had been
spared from execution. He closed the door and pondered Seth’s parting
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words. He didn’t forbid me from helping her. Then, he handed the document
to Ellie and went downstairs to the marketing department.
The first rule of being a secretary is to prioritize what matters. He knew how to
prioritize very well.
Back in the office, Seth continued to reject a few projects, his expression
growing darker. He then looked at the screen. “Is she dead?” She’s not moving
at all. Her chest isn’t even rising and falling.
As if she heard him, Isabe smacked her lips.
She’s still alive. Seth scoffed, losing interest in his work. He threw his pen away
and watched Isabe. Then, he remembered Gordon’s desire to marry
Isabe. It was a ridiculous joke, he thought. He wants to marry Isabe? Is he
insane?