204 Mr. Joseph Bes Cute


    Joseph furrowed his brows.


    “Miss Isabe has been living with us for more than half a month. Other than food, she has never taken anything. She used your signature pen for once and said it was amazing in surprise. I casually asked her to take a few and use them in the school, but she just put them back. I asked her why, and she said it was too expensive.”


    Joseph frowned even more. “Is she stupid?”


    “No, no, Miss Isabe is not stupid. It should be said that she is very smart.”


    Seeing that Joseph could listen to his words, William said softly, “She doesn’t casually take the property belonging to the Wilsons. To put it bluntly, it is actually to maintain an independent and equal personality. She doesn’t want to tter you just because she took advantage of you. After all, there is no free lunch. She doesn’t know that for us, even if we directly throw it, there will be no pity. She cares about dignity.”


    “What does that have to do with this?” Although Joseph looked indifferent, he was listening.


    “Although Miss Isabe is notpletely familiar with your lifestyle, she is very clear that all the things you use are very expensive...”


    William looked at Joseph, “She guessed that you disdained using cheap things and didn’t want her gift to be looked down upon. That’s why she would do her best to buy the most expensive things in the range of her abilities. Although her thoughts are childish and her methods are not proper, Miss Isabe is sincere. If she doesn’t value you at all, she wouldn’t have done that.”


    Joseph murmured, “Are you saying ... that she values me a lot?”


    .....


    “I heard that Miss Isabe is not the biological child of the Smiths. Her daily life is no different from that of an ordinary girl. I believe that several thousand is not a small amount for her.”


    William shrugged, “If I take out all my savings to buy a gift for someone, that person must be very important to me. If that person not only does not appreciate my kindness, but also scolds me, I will kill myself in front of him.”


    Joseph was stunned and looked at the smiling William in horror. “How can it be so serious?”


    “It’s sad to be misunderstood! Who knows, maybe she went out tomit suicidest night but she failed...” said William in a low and mysterious voice.


    Joseph suddenly remembered thest time when Isabe was almost hit by a car on the road. He was a little flustered. “All in all, there are many ways to earn money. It’s still wrong to dance there!”


    “I had lived a poor life before I met Master Wilson. If I had known that I could earn money as a butler for the Wilsons at that time, would I watch my brothers and sisters die of illness, but not even be able to afford medicine?”


    “In your eyes, earning money is easy. It is because you have the Wilson Consortium. After many years of elite training, you have developed a unique business experience. However, in Miss Isabe’s eyes, the only way she can earn money is dancing.”


    Joseph was speechless.


    “So, although Miss Isabe used the wrong method, she did her best to make you happy.”


    William carefully pushed the phones in front of Joseph, “You have already been angry with her yesterday, so should you encourage her today and let her know that you actually epted her feelings, but you just don’t agree with her way of doing things, making clear the reward and punishment?”


    Joseph was silent for a while. He picked a pink one from a few phones, then stood up and said angrily, “William, you are better at persuading!”


    When William saw Joseph’s actions, he immediately broke into a smile. “I’m old and love to nag. I hope that you will allow me to serve you for a few more years since I am still healthy. Perhaps I can even take care of your children for you.”


    Joseph turned and left with a dark face, looking proud and aloof...


    William watched Joseph leave and Gerry followed. He grabbed Gerry and said with a smile, “Mr. Joseph is just in the garden. Nothing will happen. It will be fine even if you arrive five minutester.”


    Gerry looked at William and said expressionlessly, “Protecting Mr. Joseph is my duty.”


    “No wonder Mr. Joseph’s EQ has not improved at all in the past few years. If all his followers are like you, he will always be so dull!”


    Gerry frowned. “William, what do you mean?”


    “Young man. Don’t be angry.”


    “Gerry, you follow Mr. Joseph every day. Do you feel that Mr. Joseph has changed recently?” William was sly.


    “...”


    “Mr. Joseph has be a little cute!”


    “...”


    “Although his temper is not much better, he can listen to other people’s persuasion. Because of Miss Isabe, he is doing his best to learn to treat others gently!”


    “...”


    “I really didn’t expect Miss Isabe’s arrival would change Mr. Joseph who was always cold and stubborn ... Mr. Joseph is sessful in his career, but he never developed a rtionship. This time, he finally made a breakthrough!”


    “Gerry!” William hugged Gerry excitedly. “Maybe we will see Mr. Joseph’s son or daughter soon!”


    “Five minutes are up.”


    “I’m going to protect Mr. Joseph!” Gerry pushed William away.


    “Hey! Stay away! Don’t disturb Mr. Joseph! I believe Mr. Joseph isforting Miss Isabe in a gentle voice! Don’t be a third wheel! He will be embarrassed!”


    At the same time, in the main garden of the Wilson Manor, Joseph circled around for a long time before finally finding Isabe, who was strolling in the garden.


    At the moment, she was squatting next to a nt, looking at the ground with her back to him.


    Joseph narrowed his eyes and walked forward with his hands in his pockets. He casually threw the phone on Isabe’s head. “It’s for you.”


    “It hurts!”


    Isabe let out a miserable cry. She immediately covered her head and turned to re at Joseph. Her eyes were red and filled with tears.


    Joseph cleared his throat.


    “Is it that painful? I didn’t use much strength.”


    “Want to try it?”


    Isabe picked up the phone and gestured at Joseph. When she saw Joseph raise his eyebrows, she immediately gave in. She lowered her head in grievance and sobbed softly.


    Joseph scratched his head. “If it hurts, go to Doctor Morris and apply some medicine. Why are you crying? It’s annoying.”


    “Let me ask you, Joseph, did you bully mest night?” Isabe looked up at Joseph with tears.


    Joseph asked doubtfully, “Didn’t I just scold you? How can it be considered bullying you? I haven’t even gotten even with you for hitting me!”


    “Stop pretending! This!”


    Isabe grabbed her cor and exposed her neck and chest. “Take a look. Did a vampire do this? I asked the maid. You went to my roomst night!”