30 Iâve Already Been Seen Through
In the evening.
Because Isabella had classes in the afternoon, it was almost six p.m. when she arrived at the Wilson Manor.
She had thought that she would definitely be late, but she hadnât expected that she would be the first to arrive.
âJoseph and Master Wilson didnât come back yet?â
Isabella asked William as she changed her shoes.
âMaster Wilson engages in many social activities since he has just returned from abroad. Iâm not sure if he will come back for dinner. As for Mr. Joseph, he wonât be working overtime today. He should be home soon.â
âEven when heâs not working late?â
Isabella pouted, âI canât tell that heâs still a workaholic.â
âTo manage a diversified group ranked in the top ten in the world, he is indeed very busy.â
.....
Old William smiled and said, âIs Miss Isabella hungry? Do you want some snacks?â
As he spoke, he clapped his hands and a maid immediately handed over a tray.
When Isabella saw the beautiful snacks, she was immediately overjoyed, âWilliam, you are so kind! You actually kept them for me! I thought about them all afternoon!â
âIf you need anything else, just call me as you please.â
William looked at Isabella wolfing down her food and said with satisfaction, âItâs my honor to have your appreciation.â
âYou made them?â Isabella was pleasantly surprised, âYouâre too amazing!â
The main hall door was not closed, and Joseph could see Isabella standing at the door from afar.
She was wearing jeans and sneakers, checked tops and a ponytail, dressing as a standard college student.
Although her fresh face could not be compared to those exquisite faces with makeup, but she was filled with youthful vigor which made people feel comfortable.
And when she was talking to William, her smile was bright and pleasant, and her face was so beautiful...
He had to admit that Isabella was indeed a very beautiful girl.
Under the setting sun, she was coated with a golden rim. When this girl didnât put on an affected air, she was quite pleasing. A few small snacks seemed to be enough to satisfy her.
Joseph remembered the one hundred in her cheap wallet. Suddenly, he felt that he had gone too far at noon. He decided to treat her better during this period of time.
Thus, he stopped his men and prepared to greet her a warm greeting.
âWill William be scolded for secretly giving me these? Joseph doesnât want me to have these.â
Isabella muttered in a low voice, âHe has a bad temper and he is very stingy. Iâm afraid he likes to make things difficult for others. Should I hide these in my room so that he wonât find and blame you?â
As Joseph approached, he heard this sentence.
So, he was instantly enraged and didnât greet her.
âWell, Isabella, you really are a cunning and scheming girl!ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âHow can you just eat like this at the door even without even changing your clothes?â
Suddenly, Josephâs roar came from behind her, âIsabella, are you really this hungry? If my grandfather sees you act like this, youâll be completely exposed! Get lost!â
As he said that, he went in the door and squeezed through the door. Therefore, Isabella lost her balance.
Isabella was unprepared, and was shocked by the sudden roar behind her.
After Joseph bumped into her, two pieces of dessert flew out from the plate and fell to the ground, crushing into more pieces.
Isabella looked at the dessert that was delicately made and fell to the ground. She felt heartache and said, âI just ate some dessert. What did I do wrong? William made it so delicious. Joseph, you are so rude. You ruined it.â
âIâm rude?â
This girl was wearing a bright smile a minute ago and the moment she saw him, the smile was gone, as if she had seen a ghost. Was he that unwelcome?
Thinking of this, Joseph was instantly furious. He knocked over the snack plate in Isabellaâs hand and said, âStop eating! Go upstairs and help change my clothes!â
âYou!â
When the plate landed on the ground, all the snacks immediately turned to pieces.
Isabella stamped her feet angrily as she looked at Joseph who went upstairs. âItâs just some snacks. Why are you so rude, yelling at people for no reason?â
âMiss Isabella, donât be angry.â
William was calm. âIâll tidy this place up. You should go upstairs and help Mr. Joseph change his clothes.â
âDid he have no hands or feet? Why should I help him get changed? Iâm not her maid!â Isabella argued.
âIsabella, I dare you to say that again!â
Josephâs angry voice came from upstairs, âYou only have five seconds to scram up here! Otherwise, Iâll let you know what it feels like to have no hands or feet!â
Damn, this guyâs ears were pretty keen.
âMiss Isabella, you should go up.â
William kindly advised, âMr. Joseph is actually not as bad as you think. As long as you butter him up, he will do anything for you.â
âButter him up? He is an adult and he still needs someone to treat him as a child?â
Isabella muttered, but she didnât dare to stop. She hurriedly ran upstairs.
William cleaned up the pieces of the plate and snacks as well. He stood up and saw the poker face Gerry, and said, âHow did Mr. Joseph know Miss Isabella?â
âI canât tell you,â Gerry said expressionlessly.
âWell.â
William was not annoyed and smiled. âMr. Joseph is usually cold. Why is he always so different when facing her? It seems that he was deliberately trying to pick on her.â
âPick on her?â Gerry frowned.
âI knew Mr. Joseph since he was a little boy.â
William smiled and said, âThe last time Mr. Joseph was so irritable, he had his bodyguards disturb his sisterâs life almost every day after she left him. It wasnât until his sister threatened him to break off their relationship that he stopped....â
Then he said meaningfully, âActually, he was not like this even when he was with the beauty he liked.â
âWhat do you mean?â
âNothing, just chatting.â
William smiled meaningfully. âAnyway, I will treat this young lady well. People who appreciate my cooking skills are all good people.â
...
Isabella ran upstairs and just as she knocked on Josephâs room door, she was dragged into the room by Joseph. âDonât knock! Itâs so noisy!â
âThis is called politeness.â
Isabella retorted. She didnât understand why Joseph would even pick on her for such a small thing.
âI told you to get here and you still knocked on the door?â
âOf course.â
Isabella wanted to continue retorting, but when she saw Josephâs slightly angry eyes, she was afraid. She muttered, âI should respect your privacy. Otherwise, I would probably be killed.â
âPrivacy?â
Joseph frowned. Suddenly, a streak of light flashed through his eyes. He pressed his hands against the door behind Isabellaâs head. Then, he cornered Isabella and pressed her against the door.
âDidnât you already see everything about me? Is there any privacy between us?â
âYou! What are you doing?â
Isabella immediately screamed and tried to push Joseph away, her hands on his sturdy chest. She turned her face away from him and said, âCan you stop? I saw nothing!â