I want all of him, so I must give him some fairness

Watching Sam leave in a hurry, unable to hide his anxious steps, Isabella took a long time to retract her gaze.

Angel, however, turned to look at her.

"Senior, what would you like to drink?"

Isabella smiled. "A Long Island Iced Tea will do."

"Long Island Iced Tea isn't just a drink; it has a high alcohol content."

Isabella smiled nonchalantly.

"I'm fine with it... but are you okay with it?"

"Why wouldn't I be?"

Angel looked into her eyes.

Isabella didn't mind making things clear.

"You're just letting him go find Sophie?"

Angel scoffed.

"If I didn't allow it, would he not go? Besides, why do you seem so unconcerned?"

Angel was a bit suspicious. If something had really happened to Sophie, it made sense for her to sit here calmly, given their usual animosity.

But wasn't this senior supposed to get along well with everyone? Yet she sat here, chatting and laughing with Angel?

Isabella smiled.