"Alright, go on, go!" Sir Hughes's face showed a slight smile.
Isa Hughes had planned well, but she never expected that she would walk out of the living room with her suitcase just as Betsy Russell walked in with several people.
Steward Martin, seeing Betsy Russell and Thad Drew followed by four men walking in, was astonished, and asked in puzzlement, "Miss Russell, what's the meaning of this..."
Betsy Russell's gaze passed over Steward Martin and finally landed on Isa Hughes's face as she pulled her suitcase.
Following Betsy's gaze, Steward Martin had a bad feeling in his heart.
"It's nothing, I just want to have a good talk with your Miss Hughes!" Betsy Russell walked towards Isa Hughes with a cold aura emanating from her body.
Upon seeing Betsy Russell, Isa Hughes's feet stiffened, unable to move, and her palms were sweaty.
"Miss Hughes, long time no see?" Betsy Russell stood in front of Isa Hughes, her lips coldly hooked as she spoke.
