Percy didn't follow her in, but instead sat in the car for a few minutes. He saw the light turn on in her sixth-floor room, then observed Isabel's shadow swaying back and forth before her curtains were drawn. About ten minutes later, the big light in her room dimmed, and a faint lamplight reflected out.
It was only then that Percy checked the time on his mobile phone, realizing it was already one o'clock in the morning.
His heart began to feel uncomfortable again, and he couldn't help but wonder.
While he wasn't around, did Isabel work overtime late into the night every day?
What was the point of her working herself to death for the Smith Corporation, which was less than one in a million compared to the Thompson Empire Group?
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Isabel was indeed very busy lately. Having chosen this path, she must continue down it with no regrets.