Isaac nodded at a barely noticeable degree. “Rest assured, they didn’t bully her. They just fired her.”
What he had learned was that the young woman was currently looking for a job, sending her résumé to all sorts of companies.
Elizabeth sighed in response. “They did bully her. I knew it. Isaac, you have to keep an eye on Tricia from now on. Don’t let anyone bully her.”
Isaac said nothing but vowed in his heart. Only I can bully her from now on.
Just then, a maid came in to inform him. “Young Master Isaac, Miss Aniston is here.”
Isaac and Elizabeth reflexively thought of Patricia when they heard ‘Miss Aniston’, wondering if she had returned because she left something here.
However, Isaac very quickly realized who it actually was and asked, “Adeline Aniston?”
The maid nodded in affirmation. “Yes, the eldest young lady of the Aniston Family.”
“Let her come in,” said Elizabeth.
Adeline smiled upon entering the dining room. “Isaac, I’ve brought you some fruits my dad brought back from his business trip.”
Instantly, a few bodyguards came in with a few big boxes of fruits, which were all tropical—papaya, mango, pineapple, and many more.
Tricia and Adeline share the same last name, Elizabeth thought. Only if Tricia’s really a young lady of the Aniston Family. Then, Phillip’s wish would be fulfilled.
She thought Isaac had it tough as well. Phillip fell ill six years ago but immediately told Isaac to marry Adeline as soon as he regained consciousness.
Since Isaac was a sweet grandson, he just did as Phillip told.
“Miss Aniston, please have a seat. Why don’t you join us for breakfast?”
“Thank you, Old Mrs. Arnold.” Adeline had actually already eaten, but she didn’t want to turn down Elizabeth’s offer.
After she took a seat, the maid served up a simple-looking yet exquisite breakfast, which she took tiny bites of.
Seeing that Isaac turned grim after Adeline had arrived, Elizabeth gradually fell silent.
Sure enough, he didn’t fancy this young woman. However, the one that he liked already was a mother of three kids. Actually, even Elizabeth thought she was at a crossroads.
Things will be so much simpler if Tricia doesn’t have kids. If anything, I can handle Phillip myself.
At that, Elizabeth decided not to get herself involved in this relationship anymore and let her beloved grandson deal with it himself.
Seeing that the table fell silent, Adeline shifted her gaze onto Isaac, who was dressing casually for the day; he was very different from the aloof man in suit and tie. She couldn’t help musing in awe. What a hunk! He really is my kind of guy.
At this moment, Isaac put his cutleries down. “I’m done. You guys please enjoy yourselves.”
He was about to walk away as soon as he stood up. Of course, Adeline, whose eyes were riveted on Isaac at this point, wouldn’t wish to see him leave. “Isaac, where are you going?” Elizabeth called out to him. It’s the weekend, and he’s already dressed in his casual clothes. He shouldn’t be heading to the company, logically speaking.
“I have a rendezvous with the guys,” Isaac answered before disappearing upstairs. At that, Elizabeth glanced at the young woman sitting across from her. Surely she feels somewhat disappointed with how glum she looks, Elizabeth thought.
“Miss Aniston, do you have any plans for the rest of the weekend?” she asked with a smile, to which Adeline hurriedly answered the elderly woman. “Please just call me Addy, Old Mrs. Arnold. I have nothing to attend to today. I can keep you company.”
Adeline had actually come to win Isaac’s heart over, using the excuse of delivering fruits to get close to him. However, the man continued to be aloof as usual. So, she had to change her tactic. Winning Elizabeth’s heart over might actually be her ticket to getting closer to Isaac.
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