“Come on, Isabel, I thought we could be honest with each other. Lets go get our hands dirty.” He leads her into his office and the two of them got to work immediately. “Here are Madelyn’s lists for us...” Isabella took the list and examined it. “Hmm, that’s not so bad.” Then he hands her more papers. “Wait, seriously?” Then a whole box of them. “Okay, you have got to be kidding me! Please tell me this is some sort of sick joke.” Isabella lamented, looking at the pile of lists.
Liam raises his shoulders. “Even I am not this funny. I don't know why she bothers asking for help if she's going to micromanage like this.”