Willie couldn't help but sigh again due to the complicated Love triangle.

“Okay. He's inside." Without waiting for a response, Willie walked away.

Fidelia didn't go inside the office immediately. Instead, she checked her makeup in the mirror and adjusted the hemline of her dress before entering.

“Mr. Johnston?" She knocked on the door and came in.

She only ever called Isaac by his first name in front of the outsiders, so as to give them the impression that they were very close.

But she wouldn't dare to call him by his name in front of him.

Isaac didn't even look up from his desk. "Yes?"

Fidelia put on her most charming smile and said shyly, “Grandpa's asking us to go to his place for dinner tonight."

“I don't have time. Go by yourself." He refused her without missing a beat.

Disappointed but unwilling to give up, she continued, “I've already talked to your secretary. She said that you don't have any appointments tonight..."

“I don't like it when others inquire about me," Isaac said in a low voice, his expression darkening.

Realizing she said something wrong, Fidelia explained hurriedly, "I didn't mean to pry. I was just asking—"

But Isaac cut her off impatiently.

“I have work to do. You should get back to work, too."

Still, Fidelia refused to give up. "Grandpa's our elder. He asked us to have dinner with him. We should be—"

“I'LL explain to him." Once again, Isaac didn't let her finish her sentence. He didn't want to waste his breath on this woman, so he stood up and started walking towards the meeting room.

The stubborn Fidelia quickly caught up to him and asked, "Why are you so cold to me?"

This question made Isaac frown unhappily.

“I've already given you a job. What now? Do I have to be responsible for you forever?" Fidelia was rendered speechless.

"I didn't mean that..." Seeing that she was falling from grace, she anxiously tried to salvage the situation.

“Grandpa told me that the jade pendant used to belong to the girl who saved you. Although I don't remember everything, I still remember that when I was a child, I pulled a young boy out of water. Don't you think you're too cold to the person who saved your life? You don't even want to talk to me!"

“Then how do you want me to treat you?" Isaac asked coldly. Before the wide-eyed Fidelia could say anything, he laughed sarcastically.

“You saved me, and I offered you a stable job. Isn't that payment enough? What more do you want?"

At a loss, Fidelia shook her head. "I don't want anything..."

“Then stop pestering me and focus on your work. From now on, your manager can deliver the documents to me. You don't have to come to my office again." He spoke to her ruthlessly, unwilling to spare her any mercy.