From afar, Marlowe caught that scene. Isaac's gentle and affectionate gesture toward Camila stirred up jealousy within her. She really wished that she was the one who had a romantic dinner and received such a passionate treatment from Isaac, and not Camila.

Meanwhile, Camila's heart throbbed slightly when she felt Isaac's finger touch her lips. But soon, Camila managed to calm her beating heart down and continued to eat.

Marlowe saw Isaac go out. As soon as he was out of her sight, she couldn't help but walk over to Camila.

"You lied to me?" said Marlowe angrily. She had a scowl on her face.

Camila raised her head upon hearing the voice. At that moment, she was chewing her food.

When she saw Marlowe, she was surprised. She asked, “Why are you here? Are you following me?"

“Who do you think you are to say that?" Marlowe was exasperated and refuted right away.

Camila said calmly, "Then, why are you angry?" Hearing this, Marlowe didn't know how to answer. "You..."

Marlowe was so angry that she couldn't get the words out of her mouth, and her whole body trembled. Her eyes scanned the table and caught sight of a glass of water. Immediately, her hands picked it up and threw the water at Camila's face.

Camila was caught off guard. Marlowe's action was so fast that she didn't have a chance to react and dodge the attack.

After wiping the water off her face, Camila looked at Marlowe and said coldly, “If you're done, get out of here.”

“Who are you talking about?" Seeing that Camila was calm, Marlowe was even more infuriated.

Camila looked at her intently and continued, "If you want to pursue Isaac, he is..." She was about to point in the direction where Isaac left and told Marlowe that Isaac was outside. But before she finished her words, Isaac had already come back inside. So, she said, "He's right there. You can pursue him.”

Marlowe turned around and saw Isaac standing not far away. Seeing the man she liked so much, Marlowe was a Little shy. Her expression changed completely from an ugly scowl to a timid one with her face flushed red.

Her eyelids fluttered as she said with a soft voice, "Hello... Isaac..." A moment ago, she was so smooth in talking with Camila, or more like yelling at her. But at that moment, she couldn't even speak fluently to the man she admired.

Isaac, of course, was unfazed and walked over to Camila with an indifferent expression

Marlowe was afraid that she would give Isaac a bad impression of herself, so she explained hurriedly, "It's because Camila Lied to me."

Isaac asked, "What did she say to you?" “She told me that your private life is chaotic and that you have some strange hobbies. She also said you are a pervert that Loves to beat women. Besides, you... you are impotent!" said Marlowe, not leaving a single information she got from Camila.

Camila was rendered speechless. She took a peek at Isaac, wondering if he was pissed off by what he just heard.

If she had known that she would be exposed too early, she would not have said those to Marlowe. She had initially planned to let Marlowe give up on him. At the same time, she wanted to ruin Isaac's reputation. That was only her intention. But right now, it seemed that she had screwed everything up.

She was caught red-handed, and she couldn't help being anxious.

Isaac simply nodded. He neither refuted nor explained about himself. He shot a glance at Camila before he said to Marlowe, “But it's you who splashed water across her face. So, you are at fault."

Hearing this, Marlowe's timid expression completely disappeared. She wanted to say something, but again, the words didn't come out.

How could Isaac say that? Why? Was he biased toward Camila?

“Apologize to her," said Isaac coldly.