Chapter 1699 She wouldn't be with another man outside, would she?
Elliott refused, "And there's one more important point, Isadora, I don't like you, so I have no interest in accommodating your parents for your sake. Since I've already compensated you, I owe you nothing anymore."
He spoke quite bluntly, hoping Isadora would have some self-awareness.
"Isadora, you saving me was a virtue, and I am very grateful, but please don't use that favor to make me regret letting you save me, okay? At the beginning, when you were in the hospital, your parents insisted that I had to marry you to repay the life-saving grace. You said you didn't want the store, but what if your parents come to me with this favor again in the future?"
Isadora's eyes welled up with tears of embarrassment. "No, I didn't mean that."
"I'm sorry, I just don't want any unexpected situations. I also don't want to have any more entanglements with the Penrose Family. One day, I will get married and have children, and I don't want my wife to be unhappy."
After Elliott finished speaking decisively, he sat back in his leather chair, believing he had made himself clear.
Moreover, he was already married to Julia.
Although he still resented Julia, he had his principles and bottom line. Since they were married, he couldn't do anything to betray his partner.
"I understand."
Isadora's eyes trembled slightly. She knew that continuing to speak would only make Elliott more annoyed.
"Mr. Miller, my injury has improved a lot. Can I go back to work at the company? With my abilities, I can do some simple clerical work. Staying at home is boring."
Elliott's gaze fell deeply on her crutch. "No, you can't work in your current condition."
"If you fall, who will be responsible? The company? Your colleagues?"
Elliott fired off a series of sharp questions. "If someone with ill intentions takes a photo and posts it online, people will say that the Miller Group mistreats injured employees. Sorry, I can't take that risk. Just rest well, your salary will be kept."
At this moment, he was genuinely displeased with Isadora.
She used to be quite steady, so why was she so thoughtless now?
"I'm sorry, Mr. Miller, it was my oversight." Isadora was extremely embarrassed. She didn't want to come to work; she was just worried that Elliott might be taken away by someone else after hearing her colleagues talk.
"Ms. Penrose." Elliott softened his tone and changed his address. "I heard from your mother that you came to the company for me, but it's unnecessary. You have a distinguished background and are very capable. There's no need to lower yourself to be an assistant at the Miller Group. Go back to your parents' company and don't waste your time here."
Isadora was deeply hurt but could only force herself to say, "Mr. Miller, it's not just for you. I really like the working atmosphere at the Miller Group. I've made a lot of friends here."
Laura said indifferently, "You've always done well at work, so I can't fire you. But to avoid any unnecessary trouble, when you come back to work, I can't let you be my assistant anymore. You can be a supervisor instead."
Isadora panicked. "Mr. Miller, you don't think I'm trying to pester you, do you?"
"Ms. Penrose, please don't make it difficult for me. Since you like the Miller Group, work is work no matter where you are." Elliott was already getting impatient. "I'll have the secretary take you home to rest. I have a lot of work to do."
After he finished speaking, he pressed the intercom to have the secretary come in and escort her out.
Isadora looked at his cold and unfeeling demeanor, feeling both angry and upset.
She had been so proactive, yet he remained indifferent. Did he dislike her that much?
After a while, the secretary came in and politely said, "Ms. Penrose, let me take you home."
Isadora lowered her eyes sadly, holding her crutch with one hand and the secretary with the other, slowly leaving.
When she got downstairs, Thalia couldn't wait to ask, "How did it go?"
"Didn't you see him send me out?" At this moment, Isadora couldn't hold back her tears any longer. "Mom, do you know what he said about me? He almost called you guys opportunists. I beg you, please don't do this again. You've ruined everything for me."
"Who knew the Miller Group would pull through?" Thalia said guiltily. "Besides, I didn't plan to cancel the engagement so soon. It was Elliott who tempted me with the store. I suspect he did it on purpose. Maybe he knew the Miller Group would get through this hurdle and didn't tell us. He just looks down on you. It's too much. Does he think that just because his sister is connected to the Presidential Palace, he can look down on the Penrose Family?"
"If you weren't so opportunistic, this wouldn't have happened." Isadora was furious. "I knew from the beginning that he didn't like me. I was hoping that after we got married, he would develop feelings for me over time."
"Forget it, Elliott isn't the only man in the world." Thalia was also impatient. "The Penrose Family isn't lacking. Besides, he compensated you with two stores. Your future worth is even higher, and your standards for choosing a partner can be raised."
"You don't understand what it's like to love someone. I like Elliott, and it has nothing to do with his status."
Isadora was particularly exhausted. Why was she born into such a family? Why did she have such parents?
At nine o'clock in the evening, Elliott returned to his apartment after attending an outside dinner.
The house was dark; Julia hadn't come back yet.
For some reason, he suddenly felt a bit uneasy.
He took out his phone and dialed Julia's number.
Julia, who was chatting with Uriah Tovar and his son at the Tovar Manor, saw the call and politely smiled at Uriah before walking to the floor-to-ceiling window to answer the phone. "Julia, when are you coming back? Do you know what time it is? Are you out with another man?"
"I'm chatting with an elder." Julia frowned in displeasure. She would teach him a lesson when she had the chance.
"I warn you, be back by 10:30 PM."
Julia opened her mouth, but before she could say anything, the call was already disconnected.
She looked at the phone helplessly and turned around to find Garth standing three feet away at the door.
"What, is there a man urging you to go back?" Garth joked.
Julia didn't answer his question but looked at her watch. "It's quite late, I need to go home."
"It's raining heavily outside, let me take you." Garth looked at the rain outside. Summer rain was always sudden and heavy. "I need to go back to that area to sleep anyway. It's closer to the company, more convenient for work."
He and Julia had previously bought houses in the same neighborhood, not far from the Jude Group, a very expensive area.
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