Chapter 342 All the Artists Had Been Poached?

Isabel was lost in thought.

Almost at the same time, Greg walked into the living room with his clothes slightly damp from the rain.

At the sight of him, Isabel was momentarily stunned, then overjoyed.

She had thought Greg wasn't coming.

And if he didn't, Isabel's sister would be in trouble.

But since he had come, there was no need to worry.

However, Wendy and Henrik had different feelings upon seeing Greg.

Henrik's high spirits plummeted to the depths of despair.

What a fuck-up.

He had imagined everything that would happen between him and Elsa tonight, even the positions they would use, but now Greg, this waste of space, had returned.

Didn't that mean his fantasy was just a fantasy?

Wendy's expression also changed, and her face showed a clear dissatisfaction.

She didn't hesitate to attack Greg, saying, "What are you doing back? Is this a place for you to stay?"