Loveless Marriage

Chapter 86 Opportunistic

Looked at him, Isabella stunned. How did he know Christian was her ... Or had he already known it this

morning?

As she was wondering, Minh secretly blinked at her.

Isabella immediately understood what he meant, but she didn't want to take advantage of her personal

relationship. If Christian knew it later, she may have less confidence in front of him.

However, she couldn't let her selfishness spoil the overall plan. Moreover, these men's were clearly

much more interested in Christian.

Thinking about it, Isabella pouted her red lips and nodded. She then said in a slightly embarrassed This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

tone, "That's right. Before we came to Leeds we told him that we're gonna visit him tomorrow morning.

It's not good to break the appointment, isn't it? After all, Mr. Miller so busy."

Those men exchanged glances and slowly put down their glasses, who then began to smile weirdly.

Mr. Stock then asked casually: "Miss Jones, are you a personal friends of Mr. Miller, or are you meeting

him on behalf of Mr. Smith?"

Isabella explained lightly, "There's no difference, isn't it? We're all friends."

If they knew he was her ex-husband, they may be more shocked.

The way how those men looked at her changed a bit, then they laughed stiffly, "Yeah, that's right.

There's no difference. It seems that we didn't judge you wrong."

Even if they hadn't seen Christian Miller in real life before, they had already known his name long ago.

Everyone wanted to corporate with him. They only heard that he was somewhat cold and low-profile,

and rarely saw anyone he was close to.

One was the president of Polygon, while the other was only a manager of a small firm. The two should

have nothing with each other no matter of what. But if what she said was true, then there may only one

possibility.

It was not strange for a CEO to have some mistresses. But if they irritated her, it would be easy for

Christian to ruin a small company.

"You really spoke highly of me, Mr. Stock. There are many people like me everywhere, and it's also

because of Mr. Smith that I can get to know Mr. Miller. So, I'm actually not a personal friend of him." As

Isabella feigned ignorance, she sneered in his heart.

Even if she tried her best to deny it, these men still misunderstood her relationship with Christian.

However, As long as they were afraid of Christian, Minh's trick would work, and they might be able to

return early. As for the other things, she may consider them later. She just didn't want to get drunk here.

Taking a glance at her charming pretty face, Faust smiled playfully.

Did this woman just treated them as three-year-old children?

Anyone can brag, while no one can prove it.

He picked up a piece of meat and placed to Isabella's plate, smiling: "Miss Jones, please have some

more..."

Later, his topic suddenly changed, and he said with a little embarrassment, "In fact, our company has

been contacting Polygon all this while, hoping to cooperate with them. However, we didn't find any

good opportunities. Luckily we met you today, Miss Jones, and if you could... you know, introduce us to

Mr. Miller, we are truly grateful."

With that, he turned to look at Mr. Stock.

Stock was stunned, then instantly nodded, “Uh, right. If so, we can't be more thankful. I believe we two

company will corporate for long in the future."

"…”

Looking at those men, Isabella felt so disgusted that she almost vomited. But she still laughed as she

said, "You're too courteous, Mr. Faust. If there is a chance, I would definitely recommend you to Mr.

Miller. Since we are partners, it's natural that we should share resources."

Share the f*ck!

If it wasn't not for her bonus and the whole Bentom, she would have left at the very beginning.

They were really shameless.

But she ignored the fact that these men were all very scheming. They couldn't be moved by only a

verbal promise.

Hearing that, Faust was overjoyed, while he continued, "Then...Why don't you call Mr. Miller now, Miss

Jones? Since you are meeting him tomorrow, can you let us join you? We just need 10 minutes."

"…"

Isabella's smile slowly faded.

So he was testing if she had said was true or not?

"Mr. Faust, you sure know how to be opportunistic." Minh smiled faintly.

Faust didn't deny it. He shook his head as if he was seriously teaching a new employee, "You are still

very young, so you may not understand. In this industry, it's important to be opportunistic. We get to

know Miss Jones today, so we may corporate with Polygon in future. How about we owe Benton a

favour?"

As they were talking, Isabella pretended to eat, while her mind quickly thinking.

If she remained like this, they would probably brazenly continue arguing till next morning.

If she didn't give a call, these men would treat what she had said as a joke.

If she called him, would she still have dignity in front of Christian?

Gritting her teeth, Isabella raised his head and said with an embarrassed air: "Mr. Faust, Mr. Miller is so

busy, so I don't dare to suddenly call him. So I was wondering if Mr. Stock can pick it up after it's

connected. I reckon it maybe more appropriate."

With that, she picked up her phone and was about to call Christian.

Mr. Stock's face darkened. He immediately stopped her and laughed, "Alright then. Faust was joking.

Let’s not disturb Mr. Miller at this time. Eat. We can talk about tomorrow if there is anything."

If they really had some kind of personal relationship, then they were looking for death letting her call

him.

"Mr. Stock....” Just as Faust was about to say something, his leg under the table was fiercely kicked.

He then was suddenly silent.

Pretending to ponder for a few seconds, Isabella then put down her phone and nodded, smiling

sincerely, "Yeah that's fine. If we have time tomorrow, I will definitely introduce you to him, Mr. Stock,

Mr. Faust."

The warning in her words was obvious, which made Mr. Stock's smile freeze. He immediately laughed

dryly, “err... Alright, alright. Then I'll thank the you first, Miss Jones."

With that, he raised his glass and emptied it to calm himself down.

Seeing that her words had really worked, Isabella didn't even clicked his glass. Her smile faded, and

her expression became extremely indifferent.

Nevertheless, she still heaved a sigh of relief.

Minh glanced at her, with a complicated look appearing in his eyes.