Chapter 297 I Miss You
- On the other hand, Oscar gave Isabella an irritated glance. She was occupying his passenger's seat. “Ms. Walker, what do you want? I'm busy and have no time for your games.”
- With a smile hanging on her lips, Isabella answered, “Oscar, Mrs. Clinton told you to bring me to lunch. You won't go back on your word, right?”
- Oscar eyed her coldly before ordering, “Get out.”