Loveless Marriage

Chapter 119 Threat

Someone patted Minh, "Alright, don't tease Isabella for now."

Isabella was a bit confused. She looked at the people in front of them in a daze, "What?"

John laughed as he explained, "When you were not here, he did Mr. Smith a favour, then he ended his

internship in advance."

"…"

Being stunned for two seconds, Isabella looked at him in surprise.

Minh timidly shrank back and said in a trembling voice, "Miss, Miss Jones, please listen to me…

Actually, I …"

Before he could finish speaking, Isabella patted his shoulder and praised him generously: "Well done!

That's my apprentice."

She was truly happy for him. NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

After all, hard work in the workplace didn't necessarily lead to gains. But for her, she still wanted to see

a positive correlation between effort and gain.

Minh was startled by her pat. After he came back to his senses, he laughed embarrassedly: "It's all

credit to Miss Jones. So I'll treat everyone to a dinner tomorrow night. Miss Jones, you must come as

well."

Isabella raised her brows. Looking at him, she said, "As to congratulate yourself that you've become a

regular staff?"

He laughed, "No, also to congratulate on your return, Miss Jones."

"That's right! We all have to go tomorrow night."

"Minh, I will prepare a big gift for you." Isabella said.

Looking at her lively department, Isabella smiled and said, "I'll definitely attend."

He was like a little brother to her, so no matter how busy she was, she would still attend the dinner.

"Miss Jones, Mr. Smith wants to see you."

Mr. Smith's secretary stood at the door and said.

"Okay, I'll be there right away."

Then she headed to Mr. Smith's office.

Having not working for a whole week, Isabella's desk was like a small mountain. She was almost hided

from a pile of files.

However, John came in before she worked long: "Miss Jones, Miss Perez from Polygon wants you."

"Miss Perez?" Isabella raised her head from the files, looking at him suspiciously.

Why did she come to her again?

John nodded and said, "However, I heard that this Miss Perez is no longer a secretary of Mr. Miller. It

was unknown what mistake she's made, now she's just a junior staff."

Isabella's eyes flashed fiercely.

A junior staff?

Christian'd told her before that he wouldn't let her be his secretary anymore, but she hadn't expected

that she would start from a junior staff. No one would be willing to start over again from the bottom,

unless she insisted on staying in Polygon.

Lexie's purpose was obvious from the very beginning, so it was not surprising that she chose this way.

Isabella lowered her head to continue her work and replied in a light tone, "Just tell her that I'm rather

busy today. I'll see her some other day."

John nodded, "Okay."

However, he came back in a few minutes, frowning: "Miss Jones, Miss Perez said... She's here ask

whether you're feeling better now on behalf of Polygon...Um you...?"

Just as John was about to ask whether she had been sick or something, Isabella interrupted him, "Miss

Perez might just be here to ask about my mom, but made a mistake and thought that I was ill. Invite her

in."

John immediately reminded that Mr. Miller was even a friend of Isabella, and it was normal for him to

ask about her mother, so he was no longer suspicious, "Oh, okay."

After he left, Isabella's face immediately turned cold.

That woman even wanted to threaten her about her father and her pregnancy.

Grasping the pen tightly in her hand, her eyes gradually turned cold.

After a moment, with a seductive figure and exquisite makeup, Lexie pushed open the door and

entered the office. She was wearing a set of uniform.

Looking at the woman whose face was covered by the files, she smiled, "Looks like Miss Jones was

really busy now. I should visit you some other day."

Isabella put down her pen and looked at her expressionlessly. In a calm voice, she said, "If you come

another day, then you can't find such a good excuse, can you?"

"That can't be considered an excuse, can it?" Lexie laughed leisurely, her slender fingers casually

resting on the chair. Looking at Isabella's fair neck, Lexie said, "I was very worried about your body that

day, Miss Jones."

Isabella's expression slightly condensed. Then she lowered her eyes a bit.

Within just a few days, the wound on her neck couldn't completely get healed, so she had to use some

conceal to cover it up.

"Don't worry about it. It's just two of us here, so Lexie, if you have anything to say, just say it quickly. I

still need to work." Isabella's tone was extremely indifferent.

Feeling extremely annoyed, Lexie only smirked on the surface, "Since you let me in, it means that

you've understood what your assistant said. I'm trying to save you some face, but do you want me to

be that direct?"

Looking at the files in front of her, Isabella suddenly couldn't help but laugh, then she taunted, "This is

the first time I've heard someone speak of a threat as saving face. why didn't you just directly tell

everyone that you're Mr. Miller's girlfriend? I believe there are many people would believe you. "

"You!"

Christian had always been a pain in her heart. She had been his personal secretary, and worked with

him for years. Although Christian's attitude hasn't changed much towards her, other staff in the

company had been gossiping about them for long. Even she started to believe in those rumours. But

first of all, she had to eliminate Isabella.

Seeing that Lexie was getting angry, Isabella's smile became even colder. Her pretty white face

revealed a hint of coldness, "Didn't you just want to use my pregnancy and my father's issue to

threaten me? If either of these is exposed, I will be disgraced and lose my job. Even if I can still stay

here, I'll be treated with contempt. "

"And the reason why you threatened me was just to make me stay away from Christian and let me not

pester him again."

Lexie's face turned cold, her fingers clenched slightly as she laughed in a low voice, "So … Do you

accept my threat or not? Isabella, you cannot win me over no matter of what, as we're not at the same

level, not before and not even now. If I want to make things difficult for you, I have plenty of ways, you

know. There're so many people like your father in this world, and no one will reject money. I'll just have

to randomly find someone help me, and then your parents...and the money you owe...will be exposed

overnight."

"…"

Staring at her intently with a pair of cold eyes, Isabella then laughed in a while: "Is that so?"