The Billionaire's Pretend Wife (Isabella) novel Chapter 68

Over the weekend, Isabelle spent most of her time working on the final draft for the Green Leaf Project design.

After her draft had been re-adopted, she had needed to prepare a more detailed plan that was to be used for the project. She had barely rested at all over the weekend as she pushed herself to make it perfect.

She didn’t believe Naomi’s taunts that she was talentless and didn’t belong to a company like the Larson Group, but she wasn’t taking any chances. She was determined to give nothing but the best, until she was satisfied that it was the best plan she could come up with.

By the time Monday came along, there were dark circles under her eyes, and anyone who took a look at her could tell she hadn’t rested at all.

When she got to work, she headed to the design director’s office and submitted the final draft. Grace would review it, submit it to the Green Leaf Company, and then await their final approval. If all went as planned, they would get an answer from the client within the day.

Isabelle kept herself busy with her other commitments as she awaited the feedback.

When Grace called her to her office later that day, she was worried that there was something else that had come up. But the director informed her that the final design had been approved and there were no further revisions needed. Her hard work over the weekend had paid off, and she was immensely relieved.

It was then she realised that while she had been confident in her work, there was a part of her that had been truly afraid that she hadn’t done a good job. She knew it was all because of the things Naomi had said about her, and she reminded herself to not dwell on that. Having the final draft approved was all the assurance she needed.

When she got back to her desk, she found that she had a new message from Logan Larson. She clicked on it, wondering what the mysterious CEO had to say to her again. She hadn’t thought he would be contacting her again so soon. Did he want to ask about another one of the executives?

To her surprise, it was a congratulatory massage;

Good afternoon, Ms Cruz. I heard that you did a good job on the design for the Green Leaf Project. Congratulations. I see that you are already creating a superb track record. I can already tell you’ll be an important part of this company. Keep up the good work.

Reading the message, Isabelle felt flattered. She could never have expected to receive congratulations from the CEO of the Larson Group. Not in such a personal manner!

Suddenly, it was as if everything she had to go through for this project never existed. The drama caused by her adoptive sister became a distant memory in the face of recognition from the most revered CEO in the industry.

All the sleepless nights felt worth it as her heart swelled with happiness. This is exactly why she had become a designer. She enjoyed the job, and satisfying her clients gave her so much joy.

Even if as a new designer she wasn’t paid well, she would never give up this experience for anything. She knew that one day, as long as she worked hard and improved her skill, she would earn well.

But for now, it was important to her that her boss thought she was doing a good job. Smiling so hard her cheeks hurt, she sent him a reply;

Good afternoon, Sir. Thank you for your wishes. I’ll work harder to be more useful to the company.

His next message shocked her;