Brandan rolled his eyes so hard they almost went to the sky. Why was there so much drama with this woman?
"What's it to you if I share a room with my wife?"
"Hmph, wife." Isabella sneered sarcastically.
Elaine spoke up from the side, "Then, Young Hyde, please stay with Miss Harris. It's my oversight."
She made a gesturing movement, letting the servants at the side take Brandan and the others to rest.
Once Brandan and Iris had left, Elaine walked over to Isabella, who was leaning moodily against the wall, and said, "Young Master Isabella, with the young master now in a coma, the affairs of the organization are your responsibility. Please don't cause unnecessary trouble."
"..."
"I know you feel aggrieved for the young master." Elaine lowered her eyes and sighed softly, a bitter smile appearing on her face, "But with things as they are, Miss Harris doesn't seem to want to return to the young master. We are not him, as outsiders, it's best not to meddle in matters of the heart."
