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.”

Harrell’s hand touched Camila’s arm, Isaac’s expression darkened. If he wasn’t a rational-thinking man, he might’ve rushed over

body-hugging dress perfectly showed off her curvaceous

looked alluring, like a rose in

emotion stirred in the depths of his heart. Camila was so nervous that her mind

to Elva’s request! She stuttered, “G-good

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

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

the case might be, Camila felt extremely

pretend not to know Isaac. She quietly pulled out a chair for him and murmured, “Mr. Johnston,

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

one asking for help would offer a woman to the

was “sacrificed” for them to get

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