Loveless Marriage novel Chapter 207

Isabella looked down at Heather with an seeming force, "The few projects in my department are already halfway done. Are you sure that you can handle them? Aren't you afraid that some mishap you make may displease our partners?"

Heather placed both her hands on the table lightly, her eyebrows raised, as she laughed proudly and confidently, "You feels that Marketing's experience is inferior to your department's novice?"

Saying that the smile on her lips deepened, "Get your people to cooperate with mine to complete the projects. What do you think, Miss Jones?"

"…" Isabella pressed her lips together tightly, and her expression turned a little cold.

Mr. Smith suddenly interrupted, "Alright, let's do it like this for now."

As he spoke, he looked at Isabella again, and his tone became slightly more gentle, "Isabella, rest well at home during this period. Your monthly salary is as usual. If there is any issue, I'll send someone over to inform you immediately."

Isabella clenched her five fingers.

Seeing Mr. Smith's attitude, there was no room for compromise anymore. She had to take this holiday today and in front of so many people, there was no chance for him to go back on his words.

Heather also seized this opportunity to ridicule and mock her. No matter what she said, she would refute it.

After being silent for two seconds, she lowered her head in a good attitude and said lightly, "I understand Mr. Smith, I will investigate this matter and give you an explanation. As for work matters, I …"

"There's no need to trouble you. Regarding the work, I will make your department's people prepare to send it to me. I think you've been working hard recently. You should go back early to rest, otherwise …There will be quite a few people who should worry …" Heather indifferently interrupted her as she glanced at her with eyes full of ridicule.

Isabella secretly clenched her teeth, endured her surging anger, and coldly looked at her for a long time. After that, she closed her eyes, and without saying a word, she left the conference room.

Along the way, Isabella bit her lips and her breathing gradually became more hurried. The cold aura on her face was nearing the freezing point.

She stood at the entrance for a few seconds, took a deep breath and calmed herself down. She pushed open the door and entered, waving at John, "Follow me."

John immediately stood up and followed her.

Everyone noticed her unsightly expression, but no one dared to step forward and ask.

A few minutes later, Isabella carried a box and came out, seeing that everyone had regained their smiles.

Everyone was startled, their expressions slowly changing. Someone could not hold it in anymore and asked, "Miss Jones, what are you doing?"

"Miss Jones, you aren't leaving are you?"

Someone immediately stood up and anxiously asked, "Miss Jones, how can you leave? We don't believe those articles at all, and we know about your relationship with Miller. "

"That's right, how can Mr. Smith let you go? We'll go and find him and explain everything. "

Seeing that someone was about to leave, Isabella frowned, then spoke calmly, "Stop, all of you calm down. I still have something to tell you."

"Miss Jones, you can't leave!" said some girl with tears in her eyes.

Isabella put down the chest, sighed, and looked at everyone guiltily, "Sorry. I am an irresponsible superior, and have implicated all of you."