Isabella Chamberlain walked over quickly, hooked her arm around the man's, and smiled while saying, "President Clark."
Dylan Clark was ecstatic having Isabella's soft figure leaning against him. He had liked Isabella for a long time, but she had always kept him at arm's length. Her sudden proactive embrace now made him feel a bit dizzy.
"Miss Chamberlain, what are you doing here?" Although Dylan was only thirty, he appeared several years older due to his frequent indulgence in nightlife.
"I'm exposing a scam." Isabella began to speak with grievance upon hearing Dylan's question, "They deliberately set me up by using a gambling scheme with fake rough materials to swindle money."
"What? There's such a thing?" Dylan was agitated upon hearing this, "Who's causing trouble here?"
Sophie Wilson looked at the man who suddenly appeared, utterly confused. What was going on?
