Loveless Marriage

Very soon, Isabella knew why Heather hated her so much.

Lunch time in the company's dining hall, the two girls sitting at the opposite of Isabella gossiped with her.

"Recently, people from the marketing department seemed to hate us so much that they even wanted to kill us."

Isabella glanced at the distance where Heather was chatting with her colleagues, then lowered her head to feed Rachel, laughing: "Is that so? We don't usually get along with them, so why do they hate us? "Miss Jones, haven't you felt it?" A girl looked at her in shock.

Minh brought the dishes to the table, asking, "What are you guys talking about?"

Isabella immediately felt that she'd entered into a group of paparazzi.

"Just those people from the Marketing. Miss Jones recently took over the two biggest projects of the year, but they didn't get anything, and their bonus will definitely shrink. It would be weird if they don't hate us

Hearing this, she raised her head and looked at the girl without saying a word. But she suddenly understood everything.

So that was why Heather kept targeting her?

However, it wasn't her idea to take over the project of Polygon. She just couldn't reject Mr. Smith's request, so how could they blame her? On the other hand, she wouldn't give up easily if she could be paid money.

Minh pouted in disagreement, "That's what our Miss Jones deserves! She worked so hard. How can they say she steal it?"

The two girls smiled. "I mean right? Those people are too petty. We have never been jealous of them in the past."

Isabella wiped the Rachel's mouth, smiling: "Stay low key. We haven't even got our money yet. It's not time to be happy."

They have already got investment from Polygon, but Fantasy still remained unclear. After all, she couldn't really see through Shawn, and didn't know whether he really wanted to corporate with them. "Money is motivation. Of course I'm happy." Minh laughed as he touched Rachel's face.

Looking at him, Isabella felt confused once again.

With Minh's education background and working ability, if he was really for money, why would he choose to stay here?

Having noticed her expression, Minh asked her in confusion: "Miss Jones, why are you looking at me like that?"

Looking at him with her beautiful eyes, Isabella directly asked, "If you have a chance to work in a large corporation like Polygon and Fantasy, will you go there?"

Minh's expression froze for a moment, but he immediately smiled and said, "Of course I want to go if there is a chance. But I also know my own ability. I should rather be down-to-earth now since I've just graduated from uni."

Hearing this, the two girls immediately encouraged him: "Oh, Minh, I didn't see that you're so ambitious. We believe that you will definitely be successful in the future."

Hiding her mixed feelings very well, Isabella just smiled faintly, "I believe that too, Minh."

Everyone had their own choices. She shouldn't pry into other's private matters no matter how confused she was.

So Isabella didn't ask him anymore.

On the second night, Isabella took a taxi to the designated location after sending Rachel home after work.

She heard that the Polygon booked a whole hotel hall. When she rushed over, all members of her department had already arrived. "Miss Jones, here."

Isabella walked towards them. It looked like a small wine party, where there were dozens of people.

"Which superior of Polygon comes here tonight?" She asked John in a low voice.

As the manager of her department, she ought to greet them.

"Over there, Jafari Hand." John pointed to the distance.

"Okay, come with me." With a perfect smile, Isabella smoothed down her collar and walked over.

"Mr. Hand, sorry that I'm late."

Hearing her voice, a bald middle-aged man looked back and immediately smiled. "Miss Jones, you're finally here."☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐