Chapter 800 The Apology

Did Isabelle have to text the three of us to say the same thing? I don’t even know whether I should describe her action as unnecessary or considerate, Sophia thought. Since it was time for office workers to get off work, the traffic was heavy, which caused them to be late. When they arrived, Isabelle was already inside the private room. After Matilda pushed open the door, Isabelle immediately rose from the chair. “Madam Flintstone.”