“I'm used to doing this job. I'm afraid whoever will replace me can't do my job very well and delay Mr. Johnston's work..."

"You don't have to worry about that. I'll see to it myself," Camilla cut her off.

Hearing this, Wynter balled her hands into fists. "Did Mr. Johnston tell you this?"

Camila shook her head. "No."

“Mr. Johnston wouldn't agree to this," Wynter said to her.

“He told me that he would leave it to me," Camila replied.

Hearing this, Wynter's jaw dropped.

“So, are you Leaving or not?" Camila asked again.

Wynter sank her head and looked deep in thought.

If she went there now, she would still be Isaac's secretary. However, if she insisted on staying back, Camila might reassign her, and she wouldn't be able to see Isaac every day.

Besides, the company in Clouland was now their base camp and main battlefield. Sooner or later, Isaac would go there.

Wynter gnashed her teeth in secret and took a deep breath. Once she was calmer, she answered, "Okay. I'll go."

Camila was happy with her response. "Well, I'm hoping that you go there early. Maybe tomorrow?"

Wynter nodded.

“Okay.” After that, Camila glanced at her watch and said, "I'm leaving now." Wynter followed her.

As soon as Camila walked out, Willie approached her with an awkward smile.

He was waiting anxiously outside the entire time, afraid that a fight might break out between the two women.

In fact, Isaac had just called him to check up on both Camila and Wynter. Unfortunately, Willie wasn't in the room to know the details.

"You're useless," Isaac had scolded him. He had asked Willie to follow Camila because he wanted Willie to be his eyes and ears while he wasn't there. He wanted to know everything that was happening as they happened.

However, Willie had let him down.

So, when they got in the car, Willie asked Camila, “How did your talk go? Did you fight?"

It took all of Camila's strength to stop herself from rolling her eyes.

“We're well-educated people. Why would we fight?" Camila retorted with a raised eyebrow. Then, she snorted and added, "Do you want us to fight?"

"No, no, no," Willie replied with a playful smirk. "I was just afraid that you might get hurt. After all, Mr. Johnston has tasked me to protect you. If anything had happened to you, I wouldn't be able to explain it."

Camila's eyes narrowed in suspicion. "Really?"