Chapter 227 When Isadora heard those words, she didn't feel the happiness she expected.
Instead, a strange heaviness settled in her chest.
But this was exactly what she'd asked for.
She glanced at the man beside her. His handsome, flawless face was as impassive as ever, eyes cool and distant.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHer eyelashes fluttered slightly. "What made you change your mind all of a sudden?" Victor cast her a lazy glance. "You don't wantto?" "That's not it." She was just surprised that he agreed so readily.
"Then it's settled. Just don't go drinking recklessly again, alright?" Victor tossed the covers aside, got out of bed shirtless in only a pair of gray lounge pants, and sauntered off toward the bathroom-tall, lean, and utterly nonchalant.
Isadora lingered in the doorway for a long moment before finally leaving.
*** Seafarer Designs.
Wendy was sorting a stack of documents and blueprints when she spotted Isadora walking in.
"Isadora, I went ahead and scheduled a meeting with Jonathan like you asked." Isadora nodded. "Great. Let's head out." Even as someone not known for subtlety, Wendy could sense Isadora was different today. There was a heaviness to her, a trace of sadness she didn't usually show.
"Isadora, are you worried that even if we go, Jonathan still won't let us enter the competition? Rowena would be devastated if that happens." Isadora shot her a sidelong look. "That's why I'm counting on you to work your magic." With that, she started toward the parking lot.
Wendy scurried to catch up. "Whoa, wait! I'm just the assistant here. Please don't put all that pressure on me!" *** A little while later, they arrived at Oakley Construction.
Isadora and Wendy waited at reception.
Suddenly, Wendy spotted a man coming out of the building and grabbed Isadora's arm. "Isadora, that's Rowena's scumbag ex-husband Abbott. What's he doing here?" Isadora looked over.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmA man in a blue suit, sharp-featured and cold-eyed-he practically radiated smug, cutthroat energy. The type you could spot a mile away as an ambitious, self-serving corporate shark.
Wendy ground her teeth and muttered angrily, "I knew it. Horizon Architects' project-Rowena had it all lined up, and then it got canceled out of nowhere. It has to be his doing." Abbott clearly noticed them too. Recognizing Wendy, he swaggered over, adjusting his cufflinks with a sneer. "So Rowena still hasn't given up? Sending you two to negotiate for her? Go back and tell her to know her place." Wendy bristled. "You've already stolen everything from Rowena's family, and now you're kicking her while she's down? Men like you deserve to get struck by lightning!"
Abbott scoffed. "Careful, kid. Don't run your mouth. In this world, a word from Tomcould ruin you. Maybe you need to learn what real consequences feel like." Isadora had thought Magnus was bad, but men like Abbott really took the cake- each one shameless in his own way.
There was no point arguing morals with people like this.
"We at Seafarer Designs don't need your concern. Maybe focus on your own path you never know what's lurking in the dark when you walk too many nights alone." "Oh?" Abbott's eyes glinted with interest as he looked Isadora up and down.
"How did Rowena manage to recruit someone like you? Cwork forinstead I'll double your salary." "Dream on. She's not just an employee-she's one of our company's partners." Just then, the receptionist approached. "Ms. Vaughan, Mr. Oakley will see you now. This way, please." Isadora pulled Wendy along, determined to focus on business.
Nearby, Abbott's assistant leaned in. "Mr. Beaumont, aren't you worried about them meeting with Jonathan? What if Mr. Oakley lets them through?"
Abbott smirked. "Worried? Jonathan's not stupid. He'd never risk his reputation for sno-nNO design firm, not when he could work with one of the top three in Capitol City like us."