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    ‘Do you want me to stay here?’


    The answer was no for sure!


    ‘But if make him leave, would he be really mad at me?’


    Isabe let go of Joseph and hesitated, not knowing what to say.


    “Well.”


    Joseph smiled coldly, “If you really don’t want to, just say so. I’m just a devil to you. You won’t befortable with a devil around, will you?”


    Isabe didn’t say anything. Obviously she was not denying it.


    “Diving, motorboat, Spa...”


    Joseph walked towards the door. There was disappointment in his eyes, “You can y whatever you want to.”


    .....


    “I will take photos and send them to you!” Isabe looked up and said, “Well, I will make sure that you see all the fun photos!”


    Joseph paused and coldly snorted, “No bother. It’s so boring!”


    Then he walked out of the door and left.


    Isabe stood by the window and watched the helicopter disappear from her sight. On it, there was the me-shaped crest of the Wilson family. Somehow, she suddenly felt a little bit lost.


    Lost?


    No! She was happy!


    Yes! She was finally free! Joseph, the devil, had finally left!


    ...


    Someone was knocking on the door. Isabe immediately sat upright and cleared her throat. “Pleasee in.”


    William, the housekeeper, came in with a dining cart and said with a smile, “I heard you’re awake. Here is your breakfast.”


    “Thank you.”


    Isabe stood up and said, “Take a rest. I can help myself.”


    William tactfully refused, “This is my job.”


    Then he took out a box and handed it over to Isabe, “This is a gift from Mr. Joseph.”


    “A gift?”


    Isabe opened up the box with doubt.


    There were two things in total: a sky blue bikini and a wristband of Tears of Blue Mirror.


    Isabe touched the me crest on the wristband, which was extremely domineering with golden red patterns, and asked, “This is...?”


    “This is Mr. Joseph’s wristband. With it, not only can you enjoy top treatment and y all the games, you can also be served by any stuff anywhere on the ind. Anyway, I hope you can enjoy yourself today.” William said with a smile.


    ...


    The Global Group, Peace City Headquarter, President’s Office, 10:00 a.m.


    Joseph threw all the documents on the ground and said, “What a mess! Is this your proposal?”


    Several executives stood in front of him with their hands lowered, trembling with fear.


    “Get it redone!”


    Joseph said angrily, “I want to see your revised proposal before 6 o’clock tonight. Hand in your proposal, or hand in your resignation!”


    “Yes!”


    Everyone immediately ran out of the president’s office, fearing that the furious Joseph would chop them into pieces alive if they stayed there longer.


    Gerry tidied up the mess on the ground silently. Looking at Joseph, who was pinching his nose, he hesitated for a moment and said, “Mr. Joseph, do you want to take a break?”


    “No.”


    Gerry hesitated for a moment again. “Actually, things here can be done remotely. Why don’t we return to the Tears of Blue Mirror...?”


    “No need to!” Joseph refused loudly.


    ...


    Iing text message interrupted their conversation. Gerry took up the phone and handed it over to Joseph, “Mr. Joseph, it’s from Miss Isabe.”


    Joseph frowned, “Leave it! I don’t want to see it.”


    “Another one. It’s still an MMS.”


    Joseph grabbed the phone.


    It was two photos.


    The first one was Isabe wearing a blue bikini and making faces with a king crab in her arms. It was noted as “Mr. Joseph, thank you for your gift. It is very pretty and it fits me well!”


    ‘The work of a famous internationally designer of course fits you well. And it’s pretty for sure.’


    ‘This innocent girl definitely doesn’t know that it is delivered here by ne overnight.’


    The second photo was Isabe holding a bucket in her diving suit andughing happily with a little sea snake in her hand. No notes on this photo.


    ‘All the girls pick pretty coral or something cute. This woman is really sassy. She directly catches a sea snake.’


    ‘Isn’t she afraid of getting bitten?’


    However, this bright smile...


    Yesterday, she cried as if she had nothing left in the world and today she could be this happy.


    ‘What a fickle woman.’


    Just as Joseph was thinking, a third photo came.


    A bunch of people was ying something like beach volleyball in the photo.


    Standing in the first row were girls in bikinis, and the second were boys wearing beach pants.


    Isabe sat in the middle andughed happily, doing a peace gesture with her hands.


    And she was the only girl wearing sun-protective clothing.


    Joseph frowned.


    However, what made him even more concerned was Isabe’s sitting posture.


    Although there were legs covering, the position of the briefs and thighs was still...


    Moreover, there was a boy behind her who ced his hand on her shoulder. It was simply...


    “Post such photos to provoke me. You are courting death!”


    Joseph threw his phone away and continued to work.


    Gerry looked at him in confusion.


    In just a few minutes, Joseph’s expression was bing truly uneasy. It was only several photos.


    Sometimes he was rxed and with smile on his face. At other times, he frowned and threw away his phone angrily.


    Damn. What’s wrong with Mr. Josephtely? Could it be that he’s schizophrenic due to too much pressure...


    “Gerry!”


    Joseph suddenly roared. Gerry was shocked and said, “Mr. Joseph, what can I do for you?”


    “Get the helicopter ready! I want to go back!”


    Joseph stood up impatiently and said, “It seems that the damn girl still doesn’t know what she did! She needs to be fixed!”


    “Yes, sir....”


    The lion was enraged. He thought that the little fox under his ws had deliberately used ambiguous photos to challenge him.


    At noon, Isabe was eating seafood with Charlie.


    “Isabe, do you enjoy yourself for the past two days?”


    “Yes, of course. I dived, rode a motorboat, and yed beach volleyball.”


    Isabe said happily, “It’s really fun!”


    “Let Joseph bring you over more often.”


    .....


    Charlie smiled and said, “I hope that your cheerful personality can make an effect on Joseph. He is too boring.”


    ...


    Isabeughed, “Would a grandpa actually think his own grandson boring?”


    “Yes. Taking over the family business too early makes him more mature than others in his age.”


    Charlie thought for a moment and said, “Even when I talk to him, I feel like we are having a conversation about business. I hate it. Besides, he has been doing things behind my back these past few years. He’s simply a young man who is willing to do anything to achieve his goals. Although this is also the way I did things when I was young.”


    “So that’s what he’s like to you....”


    Isabe was a little surprised.


    “No. Of course he wasn’t like this in the past. Ever since...” Charlie paused.


    Isabe asked, “Since what?”