However, he didn't plan to stop there. He moved with one of his hands and gradually slipped it under her dress. He rubbed her waist back and forth, feeling the bare skin with his hand. Camila's eyes went wide when she felt his touch. "We're at the company. What if someone walks in?"

Isaac grunted into her mouth, picked her up and walked with her to the sofa. "No one will come in here without my permission."

Camila had to get out of this. Frantically, she searched her brain and suddenly raised her voice. "My father just passed away! I can't.

Isaac froze, the fire in his eyes dying down a little.

Camila took advantage of this moment to break free from his arms and run out.

She ran so fast without looking ahead of her that she bumped into Fidelia.

She looked up instinctively.

The first thing Fidelia noticed was the bite mark on her Lips.

Camila just came out from Isaac's office, and they were in there alone. It was obvious where she got that mark from.

Fidelia's face paled in realization.

Camila ran out as soon as she saw it was her.

Back in the office, Isaac called Willie to come over.

Willie was there in no time.

"Go and help her," Isaac ordered, pulling his collar.

“Right away," replied Willie.

Willie turned to leave, but then paused when he recalled something. He turned back and said, "Sir, earlier, when Mrs. Johnston saw Fidelia together with you, she asked me why Fidelia was still here. It seemed to me that she wasn't very happy. Maybe she was jealous?"

Isaac's cold face changed considerably as he heard that.

Was she really jealous?

The thought of this gladdened his heart, but he didn't show it. Instead, he said, "I see. You can go."

Willie nodded and walked out.

As soon as he was left alone, a smile spread on Isaac's face.

Both his anger and joy came from Camila.

Outside the door.

Fidelia smiled innocently at Willie and asked, "Willie, where are you going to?"

Willie would never tell her what Isaac told him.