It was not like Patricia had not thought about that before. After getting into Isaac’s good books, she could have the power to take revenge on her enemies by consigning them to desolation with just a lift of a finger. However, she figured that it was not worth it to do so.
No matter how pathetic she would get, she would not make them pay the price this way.
“You deserve someone better, President Arnold.”
At the same time, the elevator door opened and she exited the elevator before he did.
Ignoring the gazes from the president’s office, she had figured everything out; she was going to stay true to herself while turning a deaf ear to the gossip.
Meanwhile, Isaac looked at the woman leaving with confident steps as though he had seen the determination in her.
Patricia was not an ordinary woman who would accept his offer readily after leading a hard life. Any woman would love to be his mistress if they were given the chance to do so.
Liam greeted her the moment he caught sight of her, “Good morning, Miss Aniston!”
“Good morning, Mr. Dorchester,” she replied with a sweet smile before entering the president’s office to place her bag on her desk.
It was not until she was about to make coffee for Isaac that she noticed the woman on the couch smiling at her.
Although she did not know of the woman’s identity, she was aware that she was here for Isaac. Thus, she informed her, “Miss, President Arnold has arrived. He should be here soon.”
The woman nodded. “Thanks.”
Patricia had a good impression of the woman as she was pretty and polite.
At that moment, Isaac came into the office. He knew that the woman was the dermatologist that was sent over by Nikola.
He cast a glance at Patricia before ordering, “Miss Aniston, please make us coffee.”
After she left the office, he sat on the couch and initiated the conversation. “Are you Dr. Caddel?”
Elira nodded. “Yes. Mr. Ortega sent me over to check on you. Are you feeling under the weather?”
He crossed her legs while observing her reaction. “It’s not me but the lady who has gone out earlier. She grazed her chest and I hope that you can tell her it came from an allergic reaction. Also, please prescribe her some cream to soothe the pain.”
She finally cottoned on the situation as Nikola had informed her to follow Isaac’s instructions; she finally knew why. “Don’t worry, President Arnold. As a doctor, I won’t pry into your personal matters other than doing my job.”
She is obedient. I expect nothing less from Nikola, that brat.
“Okay. Please check on her when she returns.” He put down his leg and walked toward his desk.
Before he started with his work, Patricia came back with a cup of coffee on his desk. “Here’s your coffee, President Arnold.”
Isaac raised his gaze before pointing toward the doctor. “Patricia, Nikola has sent over a dermatologist to check on you.”
She was shocked. “Right now? There’s no need for that. I can go to the hospital during lunchtime.”
Why is he treating me so well? I’m not that weak!
Elira rose from her seat as she said, “Miss Aniston, I don’t think you need to go to the hospital yourself since I’m already here. Let’s head over to the lounge. I’ll attend to you.”
Patricia quickly scampered over to place the cup of coffee before her. “Here’s your coffee, Doc.”
“Thank you.”
Once they were in the lounge, Patricia removed her shirt. “It hurts a little, but there are only red spots over here. Other part of the body is fine. It’s not severe, is it?”
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