Chapter 20 Fiancee

When Alexander walked out of his office and saw Isabella still sitting there, he couldn't help but frown after looking at the time. "Are you not eating dinner?" Without lifting her head, she replied flatly, "I don't want to spend the whole night here, so I'm saving time by not eating." For some reason, her words irritated him, and he couldn't even explain why. "Go eat. If you faint from hunger in the office, people will think our company is overworking its employees." At that, Isabella finally looked up and glared at him. After all these years, his tongue was still just as vicious. Didn't he ever worry she'd poison him? Not bothering to argue, she opened her drawer and took out a bag of fast food. With a touch of sarcasm, she said, "Don't worry about me, Mr. Sinclair. I have this." Alexander's frown deepened. If he guessed correctly, that bag of food was his leftover breakfast. He was stunned that she hadn't thrown it away. "Isabella, who are you putting on this act for?" His v