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As the reality sank in, all eyes turned to Isabella, whose calm, poised demeanor radiated confidence.
“Hello, everyone. I’m Isabella Patton. I’m honored to be leading this company, and I’m committed to ensuring its success. Together, we will take this company to new heights.”
The air in the conference room was heavy as everyone tried to process what had just been announced. Dane, sensing the tension, stepped forward. “I trust you’ll cooperate with your new president,” he said, his voice firm.
A chorus of “Of course!” and nods of affirmation followed, though a sense of unease lingered among the staff, particularly with Mina.
As the meeting ended, Mina’s gaze flitted nervously toward Isabella. She had been blatantly disrespectful earlier—would Isabella hold a grudge? Mina still couldn’t wrap her head around who Isabella was and how she had suddenly become president. Was she Dane’s romantic partner or something else entirely?
Isabella caught Mina’s glance and spoke calmly, “Mina Atkins, right? Please come to my office.”
Mina pressed her lips together and nodded, following her. She had expected a scolding but was instead met with professionalism as Isabella asked, “Could you give me a brief overview of the company’s current state?”
Mina gave a rushed explanation, but it was clear she lacked important details.
“You’re the vice president and can’t answer basic questions?” Isabella’s voice had a cold edge, sharp enough to make Mina flinch.
Feeling cornered, Mina’s irritation boiled over. “The company has been stagnant for a while, and I’ve had to focus on external engagements… socializing,” she retorted, trying to justify her lack of knowledge.
“Socializing?” Isabella echoed, unimpressed but choosing not to challenge the lie. “From now on, your focus is here. If you continue disappearing during office hours, I won’t hesitate to let you go.”
Mina bit her tongue, realizing she had misjudged Isabella. She left the office feeling uneasy, but she couldn’t shake her growing resentment.
Back in her own office, Mina’s assistant noticed her sour mood and asked, “What happened?”
“The new president… she’s young but definitely not easy to handle,” Mina replied bitterly.
The assistant, trying to comfort her, said, “Don’t worry, Ms. Atkins. If she can’t gain control, she won’t last long. Everyone knows the company’s in bad shape. Maybe Mr. Patton is just setting her up for failure.”
Mina smiled, nodding. “Exactly. I still don’t get her connection with Mr. Patton. They share the same last name… could they be related?”
The assistant scoffed, “Impossible. Everyone knows Kristine is his only sister. And if this Isabella were truly his sister, she’d be working at headquarters, not in a struggling company like this.”
Mina agreed, her mind spinning with the possibility that Isabella was simply someone Dane was involved with—nothing more.
Meanwhile, back in the president’s office, Isabella spent the day getting a firm grasp of the company’s issues and began delegating tasks accordingly. Just as she was wrapping up, her phone rang.
“Are you at Natural Beauty?” came Andrew’s familiar, deep voice.
“How did you know?”
“I’m outside the building.”
Isabella, curious, grabbed her things and made her way downstairs. She spotted Andrew leaning against a sleek blue Lamborghini, drawing admiring glances from passersby. Despite his serious expression, his eyes softened when they landed on her.
“I heard from Waylon about your new job,” Andrew said as he opened the car door for her with a smile.
“You didn’t have to come. What’s this all about?” Isabella asked, though she had a suspicion.
“We’re going to pick up your car,” Andrew said, taking the driver’s seat as they sped off.
They arrived at the dealership, and Isabella’s eyes widened when she saw the car waiting for her. It was a stunning blue and white vehicle, sleek and elegant.
“It’s beautiful. Was it custom-made?” she asked, her excitement barely contained.
“Yes, I thought it would suit you. Do you like it?” Andrew’s voice was warm.
“I love it!” Isabella beamed, turning to him. “Thank you, Andrew.”
Andrew chuckled, surprised. “It’s not often you call me Andrew… I like it.”
Isabella, feeling slightly flustered, responded, “Doesn’t Kristine call you that all the time?”
Andrew’s smile faded slightly. “I only want you to call me that.”
His comment lingered in the air, leaving Isabella momentarily speechless. Was he flirting with her? Susan’s earlier words echoed in her mind: Mr. Klein must have feelings for you.
Isabella shook off the thought, trying to focus. “Can I drive it now?”
“Of course, it’s all yours.”
Isabella slid into the driver’s seat with Andrew beside her, and the car was even more comfortable and smooth than she had imagined. As she drove, they headed toward a restaurant.
“I’m treating you to dinner as thanks for the car. It’s one of my favorite places,” Isabella said, glancing at Andrew with a smile.
Andrew nodded, clearly pleased. “Sounds perfect.”
When they arrived at the restaurant, heads turned—first at the car, then at Isabella. She was radiant, and even Andrew couldn’t help but admire her.
The restaurant was abuzz with whispers, as the patrons couldn’t help but speculate about Isabella and Andrew.
“Is she some kind of heiress?” one woman muttered.
“Look at that guy with her,” another added. “Is he just a pretty boy she keeps around for fun?”
“He’s gorgeous! Bet he’s with her for the money. That’s the dream, right? To be rich enough to pick anyone we want!”
Isabella felt a jolt of surprise at the bold assumptions people were making. She shot a quick glance at Andrew, expecting him to show signs of irritation, but his expression remained calm, unbothered by the attention. His composure spoke volumes about his experience in the public eye.
Andrew caught the subtle change in her expression. “What’s wrong?” he asked, his voice even.
Isabella smirked, her voice playful as she teased, “I was just thinking… once I make enough money, I’ll have as many pretty boys as I want.”
Andrew’s eyes darkened slightly, his tone lowering. “Really?”
A chill ran down Isabella’s spine, and she laughed nervously, quickly adding, “I’m kidding, of course.”
“Good,” Andrew replied, his intense aura dissipating as he relaxed.
Isabella clicked her tongue in silent frustration. Andrew could be truly intimidating when he wanted to be. Why did he seem to take offense to such a lighthearted joke? Was it just his nature, or was there something deeper?
Shaking off her thoughts, they ordered and settled into a comfortable conversation as their food arrived. The restaurant wasn’t extravagant, but the food had always been one of Isabella’s favorites.
Midway through their meal, another luxury car pulled up outside, turning heads. Eliza and Gilbert emerged, drawing attention from those around them. Eliza, with her air of unspoken satisfaction, seemed to bask in the admiring gazes.
“Gilbert, I used to come here often,” Eliza said with a hint of nostalgia. “It may not be fancy, but the food is top-notch.”
Gilbert smiled warmly, clearly charmed by her. “Then I’m excited to try it. You always have an eye for the best spots, Eliza.”
Eliza giggled, her pride evident. “I’m not one to chase money. It’s the experience that counts.”
As they walked inside, Eliza’s attention was drawn to a striking car parked next to theirs. “Look at that car—it’s stunning,” she remarked. “What brand is it?”
Gilbert glanced at the vehicle and responded with admiration, “That’s an exclusive custom-made model. More expensive than a Lamborghini or Rolls-Royce.”
“Seems we’re not the only ones with refined tastes,” Eliza mused. She had chosen this restaurant not just for the food but to remind everyone from her past life that she had made it.
As they sat and ordered, Eliza overheard whispers from a nearby table about a “pretty boy.” Curious, she scanned the room and froze when she spotted Isabella sitting nearby—with an incredibly handsome man.
“Isabella?” Eliza’s voice rose in shock.
Gilbert turned and saw her too. His attention was immediately drawn to the man with Isabella. Even from a distance, the guy radiated a noble, almost intimidating allure.
“Could it be that Isabella picked up a boy toy after you broke her heart?” Eliza asked with a mocking tone, her brow furrowing in feigned concern.
Gilbert’s expression hardened. “I can’t believe she would stoop so low. Doesn’t she realize these men could have STDs?”
“Oh, poor Isabella,” Eliza sighed dramatically. “She used to be so composed. How could she let herself fall apart like this?”
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