Chapter 78: You're Truly Disgusting

On a bustling road, Amelia sat in the passenger seat, occasionally glancing at the man behind the wheel. She was thinking about what topic to bring up for conversation when she heard Ethan ask coldly, "Do you know Isabella?"

Hearing this, Amelia's gaze paused for a moment, then she immediately replied, "No, I don't know her. Mr. Adams, why do you ask?"

"Nothing," Ethan responded indifferently, a hint of subtle mockery flashing in his eyes.

Amelia couldn't quite figure out Ethan's thoughts, but she didn't dwell on it. She took out her phone and sent a message to her assistant.

Soon, the car arrived at a restaurant. It was a niche and minimalist French restaurant owned by Amelia's company. After they were seated, Amelia handed the menu to Ethan. "Mr. Adams, take a look and see what you'd like to eat."

Ethan's expression remained cold. He had initially agreed to have dinner with Amelia to intentionally annoy Isabella, but now he was also overwhelmed by a sense of frustration and had no a