Chapter 284 Inviting Trouble
"Let's start with James' profession."
"James must have some dirty dealings to reach his current position. If we find the evidence, we can send him to jail. But it depends on whether Isabella has the capability."
Maggie's eyes lit up. "James is so despicable and greedy. He must have much illegal income. His current income doesn't match his lifestyle. He's spent a lot of money on his mistress over the years. That money must have come from somewhere else, or Isabella wouldn't have been fooled for so long."
"You're so smart." Fiorello affectionately tapped Maggie's nose and said, "The path is clear now; it's up to Isabella to take the next steps."
Maggie hooked her arms around his neck, laughing. "Fiorello, I didn't expect you to have such a cunning side."
"This is called being smart," Fiorello corrected her, pulling her onto his lap. "Different people require different methods."
"They say programmers are rigid and unromantic, but you're different," Maggie glanced at his thick hair. "With hair like that, you're definitely underpaid."
Fiorello's eyes softened. "That's because your husband is smart."
Maggie laughed. "I think so, too."
Seeing her in a good mood, Fiorello said, "Maggie, the company's anniversary is on the 8th of next month. Come with me. I have a surprise for you."
"What surprise?" Maggie asked excitedly,
"Since it's a surprise, it has to be mysterious." Fiorello's voice deepened as he brushed a strand of hair from her face. "So you can fully understand me."
"Now that you've said that, I'm even more curious," Maggie held his neck, laughing. "What other secrets are you hiding? I already know everything about you, even the mole on your buttocks."
Fiorello pinched her waist. "Are you looking for a spanking?"
His action was just a tickle, making Maggie laugh. She responded without thinking. "What are you going to spank me with?"
As soon as she said it, Maggie blushed.
Both of them had the same thought, and Fiorello laughed, pressing Maggie beneath him. "You'll find out soon enough."
Their activities were quite loud, and the house's soundproofing wasn't great. When Isabella got up in the middle of the night, she could still hear the noises from the master bedroom.
Listening to the sounds, Isabella couldn't help but feel a bit envious.
She had been married to James for so many years and had never truly been happy.
Fiorello was tall, handsome, and affectionate towards Maggie. Anyone would envy their relationship.
Isabella returned to the guest bedroom, her mind filled with the sounds she had just heard, automatically conjuring up some inappropriate images.
The next day, Maggie got up early to make breakfast, and Fiorello got up to help.
When Isabella came out of the guest bedroom, she saw the two of them happily chatting and laughing in the kitchen and felt another pang of envy.
Fiorello wore a white hoodie and dark gray sweatpants, looking very casual yet handsome, exuding an air of elegance.
Isabella was mesmerized, recalling the sounds from last night, and her feelings towards Fiorello underwent a subtle change.
Noticing Isabella, Maggie smiled. "Isabella, you're up. Breakfast is ready."
"Great." Isabella complimented, "You two are so loving."
Maggie looked at Fiorello with happiness in her eyes and smiled as she brought out the salad.
Fiorello followed with a bowl of oatmeal.
The breakfast was quite rich, with fried eggs, sandwiches, and oatmeal.
Isabella asked, "Maggie, did you make all this?"
"I made the eggs, and he made the sandwiches," Maggie said with a smile, "Try some."
Isabella glanced at Fiorello. "I didn't expect Fiorello to cook. James never steps into the kitchen."
In comparison, James fell far short of the perfect man that Fiorello was.
Fiorello politely served Isabella a bowl of oatmeal without saying much.
When it came to other women besides his wife, mother, and daughter, Fiorello had no emotional response.
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