“If you want to go, I won't stop you." Isaac turned sideways, and half of his face sunk into the pillow.

Meanwhile, Willie pursed his Lips and said nothing.

There would always be someone appearing in your life who could make you melt, and Isaac was not an exception. Though he appeared sharp and domineering, he still got controlled by Camila.

"You stay here and rest," Camila sternly said while applying ointment on Isaac's wounds.

Suddenly, Isaac grabbed her hand.

“Come back early. Let Willie go with you."

Camila nodded in response. Without another word, she made her way to the door.

“Let's go," she said to Willie, who was waiting for her at the door. With the car key in his hand, Willie quickly followed her out. He opened his mouth to say something but stopped himself on second thought.

“If you have anything to say, just say it," Camila impatiently said.

“I just think that you're overthinking. Wynter and I have received a huge favor from Mr. Johnston, so we're both Loyal to him."

“How do you know I'm overthinking?" Camila asked back.

Willie did not know the answer to that, so he just shut up.

After getting into the car, Willie started the engine and drove away. And from that point onwards, the two remained silent until they reached their destination: Wynter's residence. With that, he got out of the car with Camila and knocked on the door.

Wynter opened the door shortly. And when she saw Willie her face darkened.

“I said I wouldn't go abroad. I'm Mr. Johnston's secretary. If he's not there, then what am I supposed to do..."

Wynter trailed midsentence upon noticing Camila standing behind Willie. And for a second, a trace of vigilance flashed through her eyes.

“What... what are you doing here?" “She's here to convince you," Willie answered on Camila's behalf.

Wynter averted her gaze and asked, "Convince me to what?"

“To convince you to go abroad." Camila took a step forward and told Willie, "Wait for me in the car. I'll talk to her in private."

“If you have anything to say, you could've had Willie tell me. Why did you even bother to come here?" Wynter retorted.

“Because you're Isaac's subordinate. Sadly, he couldn't come because of his injuries. As his wife, I feel it's my responsibility to speak on his behalf. So, aren't you gonna invite me in?" Camila replied without beating around the bush. She also showed her authority as the wife of Wynter's boss.

Wynter had no choice but to do as Camila said. Although reluctantly, she glanced at her uninvited visitor and unwillingly said, "Come in, please."

Camila looked around as she entered Wynter's house. The location and the decor of the house were beyond the means of regular individuals. It seemed that Isaac was really nice to his secretary. Otherwise, she would not be able to live in such a nice home in an expensive neighborhood.

Wynter seemed to have read what was on Camila's mind that she took the initiative to explain herself.

“Mr. Johnston is very kind and generous to his subordinates."