Isabella Weaver's face instantly turned ugly: "Stop beating around the bush, what's the deal with his job?"
"I know nothing at all, it was just last time when I was with him in this car... while being intimate, he casually mentioned that the Weaver Family had good resources." Gilly Scott wiped away her tears, her expression becoming shy and sweet: "You don't know, when he gets carried away being with me, he easily shares what's on his mind."
Isabella felt a bit dizzy, she struggled to turn her head to glance at the peeling Nissan car she had once sat in, and suddenly retched.
It turned out that car had long become their love nest!
Seeing Isabella's painful retching, Gilly's eyes sparkled with delight, yet she pretended to pat Isabella's back: "Isabella, what's wrong with you? Feeling unwell?"
"Get lost!"
Isabella shoved her away forcefully, turned around, and went into the bathroom, then vomited hard in the restroom.
