Patricia, who had taken the desserts to the living room, set down a bowl for him before proceeding to
eat her share while sitting on the carpet and watching the television.
It was airing a variety show, which had an appearance of a male celebrity she liked.
Bliss enveloped her as she ate the dessert while watching the man she fancied.
Placing his phone on the table, Isaac also ate his share. Even though it was mostly bitter, he still liked it
as there were hints of sweetness.
He then glanced at her. She just keeps watching the television without even noticing me.
As such, he flared the neckline of his bathrobe by loosening the belt to reveal his alluring collarbone.
The men in the show donât even have a body like I do. Why not just look at me?
Just as Patricia had her eyes glued to the screen, Isaac took the remote control and switched it off.
This made her instantly turn around and glare at him. âWhat are you doing? It was the exciting part!â
The street dance performance was just getting to the climax where they had ripped their clothes off to
show their wild side.
Looking at the clock, Isaac stated, âItâs 9.00PM now. All entertainment in my house stops at 9.00PM.â
Whatâ¦
He really is old-fashioned. Does he go to sleep at 9.00PM? Does he not feel bored to not play with his
phone or watch the television?
Still eating the dessert, she asked, âThen, do you not watch television or use your phone? Or, do you
just go to sleep?â
This is what the elderly do!
He calmly replied, âI read.â
Patricia was speechless. Alright, I donât think Iâll be able to compare myself with such an educated
person.
To that, she stopped talking as the house descended into silence.
It was then that Isaacâs phone rang with him promptly answering it.
âSpeak.â
He only replied with one cold word, making Patricia shrug her shoulders. Heâs being colder than the
Arctic right now.
âIâm not going.â
Hanging up the phone, he tossed the phone aside.
Since she had already finished her dessert, she was looking at her phone aimlessly when she saw the
message Darcie sent her.
âTricia, I canât do it anymore. Iâm going to drag that son of a b*tchâZeke to the hospital for a blood test
tomorrow.â
Seeing that this message was sent two hours ago, Patricia wanted to reply to her. However,
considering that she was still at work, she thought that she should not be using her phone. I should just
reply tomorrow!
Suddenly, she heard Isaac pick the phone up and shouted, âPercy Henderson, I said that Iâm not free!
Are you deaf?â
Yet, just before Isaac hung up, Patricia tugged on his bathrobe.
âIs Young Master Henderson inviting you out?â
She was just thinking of how to get closer to Percy, so it would be perfect if she could do it through
Isaac.
Not hanging up, Isaac nodded.
Elated at this, she stated, âHow about I come with you, President Arnold? This way, you can enjoy
yourself longer and I can be your driver!â
Although he was not one who was lacking a chauffeur, he still responded to the call, âSend the address
over. Weâre going over now.â
Upon hearing his words, Patriciaâs smile only grew bigger before she slapped her own face to remind
herself to not show her joyfulness. Following that, she decided to reply to Darcie.
âIâm going to help you, Darcie. Just wait for my good news tomorrow.â
Sending the message, she then held her smile in as she slotted her phone into the bag.
âPresident Arnold, you should get changed. Iâm going to wash the dishes.â
She then took the two bowls and walked toward the kitchen while Isaac sent a message to âThe Lonely
Three Musketeersâ as he watched her silhouette.
âWhen Patricia arrives, think of some way to make her drunk,â said The First Musketeer.
I donât believe that she can resist me even when sheâs drunk. In the end, sheâll still be served to me on
a silver platter.
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