My Babies, My Love
Chapter 119

• It was not until then did Patricia recall the matter. She drank everything and was now suffering from the allergy. Not only was she feeling uncomfortable, her head felt heavy for some reason as well. Thus, she could not let herself suffer for nothing in case Percy denied it.

• She could tell that the two young masters were afraid of Isaac, hence the plan to drag him into the matter; it was to ensure that Percy would not shamelessly try to get out of it.

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However, she received a cold snigger from Isaac in return. "Can't you tell that he was making fun of you?"

• "Huh?" She was a simple-minded person who failed to see through Percy's lies.

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Isaac knew that side of her very well too. "Were you saying that he will consider it after you take the drink?"

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She nodded. "Yeah! That was what he said."

• He stroked her head. "I can guarantee you that he won't agree to it even after considering it."

• Patricia was dumbfounded by his response. That works? Now I can see why they're friends. They love to trick others! How annoying!

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Her cheeks puffed in anger. "But, I even got drunk because of it. Is there really no chance of persuading him?"

Noticing her rage, Isaac decided to remind her of something, "Patricia, Percy is a soldier and his occupation is rather different from others. He has to be in good health, so he can't possibly donate his bone marrow to save your friend's child."

She eventually slumped into a quandary when she heard the inexorable facts. But... Poppy is so cute and she's a living person! How can I possibly let her die like that?

• She pulled a long face as she did not know what to do to help Poppy. When they arrived at the company, they alighted from the car, but Patricia was far behind him while dragging her trudging feet on purpose.

• There was still a long distance for her to reach the elevator when Isaac was already in it. He urged her, "Patricia, hurry up!"

• Even the receptionist and security guards heard him as well. Patricia took a glance at him as he failed to understand her intention to distance herself from him. She did not want to solidify the impression that she merely got into the company by pulling strings.

• Still, it was true that half of the contribution came from her capability. Thus, she did not wish to hear any gossip about her. However, thanks to his loud shouting today, rumors might start to brew amongst the workers through lightning speed.

• Leaving with no choice, she lowered her head and scurried into the elevator. He then pressed the button before staring at Patricia, who was standing next to him.

Feeling the scorching gaze upon her, she forced a smile. "President Arnold, why are you looking at me? Is there something on my face?"

• At that moment, her eyes widened as she saw a bite mark on his neck. It was so obvious because of its dark purplish color.

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Did I bite him? She averted her gaze while trying hard to remember what had transpired last night but to no avail.

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No. Impossible. It can't be me. I behave whenever I'm drunk. I don't bite. Never.

Realizing that Patricia had noticed the bite mark, Isaac smiled and raised his brow. "Do you feel uncomfortable coming to work with me?"

• The naughty tone seeped into his cold voice, rendering it undecipherable for one to see through his thoughts.

• She finally came back to her senses. "President Arnold, haven't you heard of the rumor that I'm going to be the future Mrs. Arnold? I think it's better for us to keep a safe distance to avoid any misunderstandings."

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Suddenly, he touched his neck and hissed; that immediately caused Patricia's eyes to widen before she looked elsewhere in hope that he would not bring it up.

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Meanwhile, his smile grew wider and became ominous. "Patricia Aniston, don't you wanna be Mrs. Arnold? By then, you'll have me and the entire Arnolds Corporation as your back-up. You'll be a millionaire."