"Hmm, he's at South Beauty." Marco nodded.
Upon hearing this.
Isabella suddenly stood up, quickly tidying her outfit, a white T-shirt on top, blue jeans below, and a pair of simple canvas shoes.
The overall look was sharp and neat.
"Are you heading out, Your Majesty?"
Marco's gaze fell outside the window, the sky was already darkening, he said intriguingly, "Are you going to find Julian? Do you want me to take you personally?"
"No." Isabella unexpectedly denied.
Marco immediately became tense, "Then what are you going to do? I thought you were going to reconcile with Julian and get him back on his feet."
"I don't have time for that." Isabella said indifferently.
"Really?" Marco said, feeling indignant, "Julian became depressed because of you, and thereby lost his team leader position."
"That's his own issue." Isabella was unreasonably cold.
