The Billionaire's Pretend Wife (Isabella) novel Chapter 62

Isabelle appreciated Jacob’s support, but didn’t take his words seriously. It wasn’t like there was anything he could do to teach Naomi a lesson. As long as Naomi was dating Green Leaf’s CEO, she could do whatever she wanted at the company.

While Isabelle was disappointed to have lost her chance at the project, she was happy she still had a job. Keeping her job at the Larson Group was more important than taking part in a one-off project.

So, she wasn’t going to do anything that could offend Naomi, and in extension Green Leaf’s CEO. Naomi had threatened to bar her from the industry, and while Isabelle was confident that her adoptive sister had no means to do that, she wasn’t sure about her CEO boyfriend. If Naomi lodged a complaint against her at the Larson Group and the company chose to side with their client…

She wasn't going to risk it.

Besides, after they had gotten back to the office after the unsavoury meeting with Naomi and her boyfriend, Grace had submitted a draft from another designer to Green Leaf Company right away. There was no need to dwell on it.

She assured Jacob that she was over it, and that she would concentrate on the other designs she was working on. He nodded, but she could still see the fire in his eyes that suggested he was still thinking about her sister’s behaviour.

The next day, Green Leaf Company approved the new draft Grace had sent. Grace made the announcement to the department, letting them know of the new designer whose draft had been chosen for the Green Leaf project.

Isabelle felt a pang in her chest, but she pushed it away. It was none of her business anymore. There would be other projects in the future, projects without Naomi’s claws sunk into them.

Grace then announced a meeting with the Green Leaf team, which had been scheduled to take place as soon as the other company approved a draft.

“I can’t believe they replaced your drafts,” her colleague who sat closest to her said as they gathered materials for the meeting. She huffed and rolled her eyes. “Green Leaf must have very bad taste. Your design was way better than the one they accepted.”

Isabelle shrugged. “They must have their reasons,” she replied. Reasons like a CEO who let his girlfriend affect business decisions.

“Reasons like a mediocre design director, maybe,” her coworker snorted.

Isabelle wondered whether Naomi was even the design director at Green Leaf Company. She couldn’t think of any qualification her sister had that would land her in such a position.

Maybe being the CEO’s girlfriend was all the qualification needed.

The two followed their colleagues to the meeting room and took seats at the conference table. Isabelle was hoping against all odds that Naomi wouldn’t show up with the Green Leaf team.

But she had said she was the one in charge of the project, and Isabelle knew better than anyone that her sister would never bypass a chance to lord over her.