It's been a week since Fernando and I argued. He hasn't been bothering me, but every day, he sends roses, baskets of sweets or fruit with an apologetic note and a good morning message wishing me a good day at work.
I know he's done everything to win me back, but he still dares to interfere with someone else's career and mine indirectly. I won't forget that.
I've been searching for a new robotics company, which has been a setback. I have many patents for my project, but some of the designs are from the company that Fernando's involved with. I don't plan on working with them, even if it delays my research for a few months.
I was busy when I received a call from Jackson.
"Oh! Hi, Isabella! I didn't expect you to pick up," he said.
"I'm a little busy. So get straight to the point now. How
