Chapter 616

Chapter 616

The server looked panicked. “Isla, I didn't mean to accuse you or blame

you, but just now it seems like someone tripped me up."

"What evidence do you have?" Isla's face was full of anger, as if she

had been wronged. "Why would I make things difficult for a poor

server?”

"If you're afraid of punishment, just say it. Why do you have to frame

me? You splashed the hot grilled fish on Master Franklin, not me."

Franklin gave Isla a cold look. "Do you think everything you've done

has gone unnoticed?"

Isla turned pale. "Master, what do you mean by that?"

"I accidentally recorded a video just now." Jasper played a short video

clip directly on his phone. "Take a look for yourself."

Isla's heart skipped a beat as she looked at Jasper's phone.

The video clearly showed how she stuck out her foot, tripped up the

server and quickly retracted it.

“No... this can't be possible," Isla said instinctively, looking up at

Franklin with an urgent tone in her voice. "Master, please listen to my

explanation; things are not what they seem...”

“The evidence is right in front of us; do you think I'm stupid?" Franklin's

face darkened as he felt waves of burning pain in his chest.

His icy gaze fell upon Isla once again. "You don't need to go back to the

technical department these days; work here in the restaurant instead!

You can't come back to MI6 until you realize your mistakes.

Isla bit her lip, feeling humiliated.

As the leader of MI6 technology department, she was definitely

unwilling to be a waitress in the restaurant.

She opened her mouth to defend herself, "My foot sprained slightly and

I wasn't intentional. Master, I didn't expect that I would trip over

someone else. I'm sorry for hurting you. Please forgive me."

Franklin sneered while looking down, "Isla, did you really think I could

not see through your lies? You should apologize to my wife. And you

should feel lucky I'm the one being burned instead of her."

"Master, what does that mean?" Tears welled up in Isla’s eyes.

She had suffered enough humiliation. Why could Franklin not forgive

her?

“If my wife got burned, you would be permanently expelled from MI6!"

With that said, Franklin turned to Jasper and ordered, "Ask the

restaurant manager over here."

"Yes, sir,” Jasper replied before leaving the private room.

Isla stood awkwardly in the room, unsure of what to do. She felt like an

unnecessary presence.

Aviana didn't have the heart to see her niece being punished. "Master

Franklin, Isla is still young and a bit childish. Please don't punish her so

severely. I promise she won't make the same mistake again.”

Franklin looked at Aviana expressionlessly but with a hint of gratitude

for her, because she had tried to help MI6 out. He knew that Aviana

had good morals.

Yet he was very disappointed in Isla. He had chosen Isla for MI6

because of her excellent computer skills, but was disappointed by her

recent behavior.

Sylvia's cold gaze fell on Franklin's chest that was burned.

She frowned and said, "Come with me, so I can treat your wounds."

Franklin froze, feeling touched by Sylvia's concern.

Then Sylvia grabbed his hand firmly and said sternly to Adriel, "Adriel,

you eat first. I need to take care of his wound."

Only then did he realize that he was following Sylvia out of the room.

When they passed by Isla, Sylvia stopped abruptly, gave Isla a cold

look. “Isla, you're a member of MI6. I respect Franklin's decision. But I

warn you, don't pull any strings like that again, or I won't show mercy to

you."

"You!" Isla glared at Sylvia, wondering why the latter dared talk down

on her like that!

"No one can hurt my husband without facing consequences.” With a

low chuckle from Sylvia came a scream!

"Ahh!"

Isla cried out in pain as she clutched onto her leg which was almost

broken!

"You-" Beads of sweat dripped down from Isla's forehead.

She grimaced in agony while staring at Sylvia, wishing she could skin

Sylvia alive!

Sylvia was a crazy woman, how dared Sylvia stomp on her shinbone

with such force!