Loveless Marriage

Chapter 134 We Should Take Care Of Each Other

The man appeared from behind Isabella all of a sudden, causing her to be quite startled. Even Shawn

squinted his eyes.

Looking at her boss, the female secretary consciously stepped aside.

The smile on Shawn's face suddenly deepened as he said: "Mr. Miller, you shouldn't have specifically

come to send me off, should you?"

Isabella then greeted him stiffly, "Mr. Miller."

As if Christian hadn't seen her, he directly walked to Shawn and said with a smile, "I came here to send

off a friend and coincidentally saw you, Mr. Simons. If I knew you were going back today, I would have

treat you a drink last night no matter what."

Looking at them, Isabella stood at the side pretending to be invisible.

They were indeed the men who could hold up the sky in this industry. Their words and deeds were

unfathomable. She had been working for three years, whereas she couldn't even reach a tenth of the

shrewdness of them.

With a polite smile, Shawn patted his shoulder casually and said: "You're being too polite. If I go to

Leeds some day, you'd have the chance."

"Sure. I'm just afraid you won't have enough time, Mr. Simons." Christian said with a collected and calm

expression.

Shawn laughed. His gentle and refined temperament made people feel nothing could disturb his

emotions, "I heard about your company's issues recently, and I just found out Soaring Group was

behind it. Don’t mind, and I will deal with it for you."

Looking at him, Christian smiled faintly, "You're being too serious on it, Mr. Simons. The point of a

cooperation is that both sides are consensual. It was them who abandoned Polygon and turned to

Soaring, what should I even cared about that? I'm just quite envious of those talents from your group,

Mr. Simons, who seem to be more insightful than those in Polygon. I'll let my staff learn from them later

on."

The Soaring Group?

Isabella was startled when she heard it.

When she was making a file of Shawn's Fantasy Group before, she seemed to seen this name, which

seemed to be a subsidiary company of Fantasy and also located in Leeds. But what did it have to do

with Polygon?

From what Christian had said just now, it seemed the two companies had some kind of disagreements.

Commercial competition, or what?

She glanced at them. Both were smiling, but no one could tell what they were really thinking about.

After a while, Shawn seemed to have noticed her again. Then he changed the topic and seriously said:

"Miss Jones, you really need to see a doctor now."

Isabella raised her hand to touch her hat, and nodded with a dry smile, "I will, but I'll send you off first,

then I'll go to the doctor."

Christian acted like he just knew it. He turned to look at her forehead, and said casually: "I can take her

to the doctor later. As cooperative partners, we should take care of each other."

Isabella, "..."

Who needs your care!

But she couldn't get angry and even had to keep smiling. Isabella was rather annoyed, then she said,

"Thank you, Mr. Miller, but I'm not a child anymore, so I don't need you to take me there."

"He's right. With Mr. Miller, I feel more at ease." Shawn nodded his head earnestly, then said to the

secretary, "Take it out."

The secretary blanked out for a moment, then took out a square packing case from a paper bag and

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