As soon as Camila sat down, the door to the private room was pushed open.

Camila raised her head and saw Willie. Behind him was a tall, familiar figure.

The moment Isaac stepped inside the room, Camila's jaw dropped and her whole body went stiff.

Harrell stood up and greeted Isaac respectfully. "Mr. Johnston." Isaac's eyes swept past Harrell and landed on Camila, who was behind him.

He had never seen this woman wear makeup since they met. She always wore conservative clothes, and she never wore anything attention-seeking.

Yet now, she wore light makeup and a bright red dress. The halter neck accentuated her slender shoulders, making her look even more charming.

Noticing that Camila didn't move, Harrell pulled her and whispered, “Stand up and greet him properly. This is Mr. Johnston."

However, the second Harrell's hand touched Camila's arm, Isaac's expression darkened. If he wasn't a rational-thinking man, he might've rushed over and pulled Camila over on the spot.

Camila slowly stood up. The body-hugging dress perfectly showed off her curvaceous figure.

She looked alluring, like a rose in full bloom.

Isaac blinked. An unknown emotion stirred in the depths of his heart. Camila was so nervous that her mind went blank. Never in her wildest dreams would she have expected that the potential investor would be Isaac!

If she had known, she never would've agreed to Elva's request! She stuttered, "G-good evening, Mr. Johnston..."

Harrell smiled and introduced her to Isaac. "This is Miss Haynes." Then he asked Camila to pull out a chair for their esteemed guest. Camila broke out in a cold sweat, and her palms felt clammy. Why was she so afraid of Isaac?

Maybe it was because this man humiliated her countless times, or because she had learned to be careful around this domineering man.

Whatever the case might be, Camila felt extremely uneasy.

And now, she had to pretend not to know Isaac. She quietly pulled out a chair for him and murmured, "Mr. Johnston, please.”

Isaac sat down. When Camila was about to return to her seat, Isaac suddenly grabbed her hand. It was normal for beautiful girls to be present at negotiations like this.

Generally speaking, the one asking for help would offer a woman to the other party.

Such a woman was "sacrificed" for them to get what they were asking for.

But what was Camila doing here?

His wife had to sacrifice her body for a living?

She had to be kidding him!

Thinking of this, Isaac sneered coldly.

He nearly broke Camila's wrist as he gripped it tightly, making her wince in pain.

Camila wanted to break free from Isaac's clutches and run away, but if she did that, it'd ruin the negotiation between the two parties. So she had no choice but to stay and wear a flattering smile in front of