Meanwhile, Martha started at the phone after the call was hung up.
She smiled. “Hamish, are you really so ruthless?” Hamish cast her a cold and indifferent glance. The smile on Martha’s face stiffened. She shrugged and tossed the phone onto the table. “I just heard that Miss Lewis was crying so pitifully.”
Sitting aside, Freddie frowned when hearing her words. “What’s wrong with Isobel?”
Hearing his question, Martha smiled. “TSK... Mr. Kennedy, Yasmin is sitting next to you. You care about Miss Lewis so much. Aren’t you afraid Yasmin would get jealous?”
Hearing Martha’s words, Freddie pulled a long face. “Martha Sutton, can you shut the fuck up?”
Yasmin also snorted. “Miss Sutton, mind your own business. We are good friends with Isobel. What’s wrong if he cares about her?”
Martha had never been liked by them. Since both Freddie and Yasmin retorted her in a scolding way, Martha also pulled a long face. “Then you’d better hurry up to rescue your good friend. If you were too late, you can’t blame me for not reminding you -- Darren Chester is famous for his cruel play in bed.”
Upon hearing her words, the expression of both Freddie and Yasmin changed all of a sudden. “Did you bring her to Darren Chester?”
“What do you mean by that? I have nothing to do with it. Don’t frame me!”
Taking a look at Hamish, who didn’t utter a sound, Freddie asked, “She used to be your date. Are you really so heartless?”
Finishing his words, he took Yasmin’s hand and walked out of the private room with her together. On half-way, Freddie realized that he didn’t know the location yet, so he had to return and asked, “Where are they now?”
As soon as Freddie finished asking, Hamish suddenly stood up. “Camellia Restaurant,” he said unhurriedly.
Martha looked up at Hamish, her face darkened. “Hamish, are you going to rescue her?”
Hamish looked down at her with a faint smile. “Freddie was right. She used to be my date anyway. I can’t let Darren Chester touch her.”
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