Chapter 70: Next Time, Come to Me for Massages
William's gaze swept over Isabella several times, filled with anger he had nowhere to vent.
"Since you said it yourself, you'd better not regret it later!"
Isabella had waited too long for this day—she was thrilled, so how could she possibly regret it?
Though thinking this inwardly, Isabella maintained a remarkably calm expression on her face.
Watching William's retreating figure stumble away in defeat, Isabella's lips curved slightly as she turned to Joshua.
"Did William send you to spy on me?"
Joshua also pulled his gaze back from William, momentarily taken aback.
"No, I just happened to see you when I passed by your private room, so I called William to ask about it."
He hadn't expected William to rush over just to have a fight with Isabella.
"I think you two should reconsider this carefully." Joshua still wanted Isabella and William to resolve their differences.
If his phone call today had been the catalyst for their divorce, Joshua would never have made that call!
Richard shook his head helplessly. "Their relationship was already broken long ago. Divorce was inevitable—you don't need to blame yourself."
Joshua immediately moved closer to Richard, his eyes curious as he studied him.
"How did you get here?"
Joshua keenly sensed that these three definitely had some history.
"I was just at dinner with William when I heard you call him, so I followed," Richard said naturally.
Joshua pressed on: "Why would you follow along for a married couple's business?"
"If you don't have anything better to do, I can assign you a project," Richard glanced at him, as if to say "are you sure you want to manage my affairs?"
Richard was meticulous about work, and Joshua didn't dare joke with him about that. "Shit, after finishing your last project, I nearly died from exhaustion. I'm definitely not collaborating with you again without at least six months of rest!"
After chatting with Richard for a few more minutes, Joshua took two of the stronger male models from their room.
"What brought you to a place like this?" Richard looked around the room.
While the Regal Club was indeed top-tier in both service and décor, establishments like this were inherently chaotic, and Richard had natural prejudices against such venues.
"Mr. Spencer, don't worry—I only brought Isabella here to enjoy their massage services and relax from work stress. Since we have plenty of male models here, should I arrange a couple for you to try?"
Daphne enthusiastically recommended her team of male models to everyone.
Massage was something only those who'd experienced it could truly appreciate.
"I think I'll pass—"
Richard didn't even get to finish his sentence before Daphne had grabbed her purse and stood up. "Don't worry about troubling me! Just relax here with Isabella and enjoy the massages—their service absolutely won't disappoint you!"
After her enthusiastic sales pitch, Daphne belatedly realized that Richard's concern for Isabella far exceeded what a boss should show.
Now this was interesting.
If Richard claimed he had no feelings for Isabella whatsoever, Daphne wouldn't believe it.
"You two chat—I just remembered I have something to handle. I'll head out first!"
After Daphne's hasty departure, only Isabella and Richard remained in the private room, facing each other awkwardly while several male models stood silently against the wall, not daring to interject.
The earlier argument had thoroughly intimidated them.
"I didn't expect to trouble Mr. Spencer once again, making you come all this way today."
Isabella truly hadn't anticipated Richard's arrival, and she felt genuinely grateful.
"I was worried you might encounter trouble, and I wasn't far away anyway. But I'm glad you didn't run into any problems."
Seeing Richard's serious expression, Isabella suddenly felt uneasy.
She hastily changed the subject, asking the male models to help Richard change clothes and massage his shoulders.
"This place really does have excellent service, and their fruit platters are quite good, very fresh..."
Halfway through her sentence, Isabella's voice grew quieter and quieter.
Her obvious attempt at small talk was rather awkward, especially with Richard listening so attentively, which made her feel somewhat ashamed.
"Next time if you need it, I could massage you too. My mother used to have constant shoulder pain, so I specifically learned some professional massage techniques."
Richard spoke casually as the male model behind him worked on his shoulders, then closed his eyes and addressed Isabella.
"Oh, I couldn't impose like that."
"If your research really succeeds, it won't just advance Infinity Ventures Corporation's flying car project—it could become a major national breakthrough. Ms. Capulet, when that happens, forget about letting me massage you—I'd do far more outrageous things."
Richard's teasing tone wasn't offensive at all, and Isabella laughed.
"If I really pull it off, would Mr. Spencer's massage service be a punch card or monthly membership?" she joked back.
"Consider it a lifetime VIP membership. Whenever Ms. Capulet needs it, I'm at your service."
Hearing these words from Richard's lips instantly lifted Isabella's spirits.
She even regretted not recording that moment.
"Does Mr. Spencer keep his word?"
"Absolutely."
They chatted for a while longer, but seeing it was getting late, Isabella feared repeating last night's situation. She quickly explained to Richard, gathered her things, and left the club.
She arrived home at exactly nine-thirty.
Since William had agreed to the divorce, Isabella was in excellent spirits tonight—so happy she could barely sleep.
Early the next morning, before her alarm even rang, Isabella got up and prepared breakfast.
After dropping Olivia off at preschool, she immediately called William.
"I'm ready. You need to hurry up too—let's get the divorce paperwork done early today."
The phone was silent for a long while.
Isabella thought her phone might be broken and was about to hang up and redial when finally there was movement on the other end.
"Are you really that eager?"
"Of course," Isabella said decisively. "I'm also rushing to give Laura the Mrs. Montagu position. Without me in the way, your relationship will definitely be even better."