His boss seemed to care a lot about Camila...

"Mr. Johnston?" Willie trotted over and opened the car door for Isaac. He couldn't hide the curiosity in his eyes.

Seeing this, Isaac also realized that he had overreacted just now.

But he was able to make excuses for himself.

After all, Camila was his wife!

He couldn't let other men covet her!

He didn't have to like her, but he would never let anyone lay a finger on her!

It was all about a man's dignity!

He looked back at Jaylen, who hadn't moved a muscle, and said, “Don't even think about her again, you hear me? If something like this happens again, don't blame me for being rude.”

Jaylen didn't say anything more.

He was too confused.

Wasn't Isaac the one who gave him Camila?

Jaylen licked his dry lips, wondering if Isaac wanted Camila for himself.

It was the only logical reason why Isaac wouldn't let him get close to Camila.

Jaylen gritted his teeth. He was determined to get the woman he liked! He didn't need to obey Isaac!

Soon, Isaac's car started and he drove away.

Willie left, too.

Jaylen was Left alone.

He blinked his eyes and looked around, dumbfounded.

Willie had taken him here in his car. How could Willie leave without him now?

“God damn it, Willie

Jaylen roared at the top of his lungs.

Ignoring Jaylen, Willie sped away.

In the villa, after Isaac left, Camila had gone back to her room. There was a startling red mark on her neck from Isaac's chokehold.

She looked at herself in the mirror and gritted her teeth angrily.