Loveless Marriage novel Chapter 206

But Isabella only passed by, and walked back to her office without any hesitation in the end.

All the subordinates in the department watched her leave carefully, then looked at each other. They then glanced at Minh who was quietly working in a corner.

As one of the male protagonists of the incident, he said nothing, but remained silent like everyone else, doing nothing at all.

However, everyone knew that arguing at this time would only show the guilt of being a bandit.

Isabella sat in her office with a dark face, thinking for a while, then used her phone to open a web page. All the headlines in the entire Brighton were about her, they were all well—written, and even the pictures were taken extremely clearly.

Even the photo of her eating with Shawn in London was taken. The earliest picture was taken half a month ago.

She wasn't a celebrity who would pay attention to her. The only thing she could think of was that someone had deliberately targeted her, and behind all of these articles was just a murderer.

Just as he was checking, his phone rang and a notification popped up.

Isabella casually tapped it open.

It was sent by Minh.

[Are you alright?

Don't worry, I will find out the truth. You have to be careful in the next few days.]

Isabella frowned her eyebrows, moved her fingers and quickly replied to him with a simple message, "I'm fine."

Right after sending it, John knocked on the door and entered.

"Miss Hones, Mrs. Cotton sends someone to notify you to attend a meeting."

Isabella was quiet for two seconds, she closed his phone expressionlessly and replied, "I got it. You can leave now."

What meeting? It was just a denouncement of her. It seemed that someone couldn't wait to see her make a joke out of her.

After getting up, Isabella walked around the table and unbuttoned her collar with her slender fingers. Her expression was cold.

John worriedly looked at her, wanted to say something but hesitated. But he said nothing in the end.

No one had expected such a thing to happen as soon as they returned. It was obvious that someone had planned this.

In the meeting room, there were five to six people. The company wasn't big, but everyone could speak.

Isabella glanced at it, then glanced at Mr. Smith, who waved and indicated for her to sit.

She walked over, pulled out a chair, and looked at Lucy who was seated beside her with a pleased look in her eyes, her lips curling up, "You have returned with good news, congratulations. Another big contract with Fantasy."