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“Puff!” Suddenly, Isabella’s train of thought was interrupted as someone bumped into her.
“Oh, I’m so sorry!” The woman appeared flustered as she accidentally spilled milk on Isabella’s clothes. “I’ve stained your outfit. What should I do? How much do your clothes cost? I’ll cover it.”
Dressed simply and looking earnest, the woman was clearly distressed. Isabella shook her head and replied, “It’s not valuable. No need to pay.”
“Miss, you’re truly generous.” The woman expressed her gratitude. “How about I clean the suit jacket for you and then return it?”
Her offer was heartfelt. Isabella couldn’t say no, so she removed her suit jacket.
They exchanged phone numbers.
Now without her suit jacket, Isabella noticed the blue diamond necklace she wore seemed too eye-catching, so she removed it too.
Upon reaching Edge Entertainment, she headed to the marketing department and saw several people standing at attention by the door.
She arched an eyebrow. She hadn’t wanted Dane to accompany her, as she aimed to maintain a low profile. However, from the looks of it, everyone already knew who she was.
Isabella didn’t appreciate that. She had always preferred to keep a low profile.
“Hello, everyone. Sorry to keep you waiting,” she said with a polite smile, raising her hand in greeting.
“Who are you? Go away. Don’t block us,” snapped Liza Nelson, a woman with a long, thin face that seemed permanently set in a sneer. She even pushed Isabella aside roughly.
As Isabella was trying to make sense of the situation, someone next to her said, “Are you the new intern? We are currently welcoming the president’s sister. You need to stand properly and make a good impression.”
“The president’s sister?” Isabella repeated, puzzled. She understood the words, but not these people’s reaction. Wasn’t she the president’s sister?
Just then, a woman with curly hair and high heels approached. Liza scrutinized her from head to toe. The dark blue suit jacket and diamond necklace she wore were exactly as Dane’s assistant had described. Furthermore, all her clothes screamed luxury.
She must be the president’s sister!
Liza’s attitude flipped instantly. Beaming, she approached the woman and exclaimed, “Oh, here you are!”
Others also hurried forward to greet her.
Isabella observed the woman, feeling a sense of familiarity, yet she couldn’t recall where they had met before.
The woman looked bewildered. “Are you welcoming me?”
“Of course!” Liza said with a flattering smile. “Miss Patton, it’s so admirable that someone of your status would choose to work here, so down to earth.”
Miss Patton?
The woman looked confused. “What are you talking about?”
Noticing her bewildered expression, Liza hastily reassured her, “Don’t worry. We won’t tell anyone that you are the president’s sister.”
The president’s sister?
The woman surveyed the obsequious smiles around her and suddenly understood the mix-up. They had mistaken her for the president’s sister. She smiled subtly, a mix of joy and complacency lighting up her features. Did she really exude such a commanding presence?
However, she quickly clarified, “You’ve mistaken me for someone else. I’m not…”
Before she could finish, her eyes widened in shock as she spotted Isabella standing nearby. “Isabella Chapman, why are you here?”
When Isabella heard the familiar voice, her recognition was instant. “Teresa Richardson?”
Teresa, who went to the same high school as Isabella and was a friend of Eliza’s, regarded Isabella with a hint of arrogance. “Isabella, I heard you were living the good life and even pursuing dancing. So, why are you working at Edge Entertainment now? Did you and Mr. Patton—my brother—break up? Did you come here seeking an opportunity to get closer to him?”
Teresa had originally planned to disclose the truth to everyone, but upon seeing Isabella, she abruptly decided against it.
Teresa and Isabella had never gotten along well in high school. Back then, Isabella was a member of the affluent Chapman family, beloved by many at school for her grace and charm. To Teresa’s dismay, her own Prince Charming had been smitten with Isabella, fueling a deep-seated jealousy that lingered over the years.
Now, with an opportunity to disgrace Isabella, Teresa was not about to let it slip by easily.
As Teresa’s insinuations spread, everyone’s gaze shifted towards Isabella.
“No wonder she looks familiar; she’s the one known for her dancing.”
“Did you come here to seduce Mr. Patton? I advise you to leave now. Mr. Patton is not someone you can easily seduce.”
The crowd looked at Isabella with disdain, as if she were something contemptible. Yet, Isabella was unfazed. With a calm, amused expression, she responded, “Do you all really believe her just because of a few words? You’re adults now. You’d better think for yourselves.”
“How dare you mock us for being mindless?” someone retorted. Liza, visibly annoyed, chimed in, “You’re making everyone uncomfortable. Do you really want to seduce Mr. Patton? Miss Patton, shouldn’t we just throw her out?”
Teresa narrowed her eyes, enjoying the flattery. Looking at Isabella, she found a twisted sense of superiority. “Forget it. It’s not easy for her to have gotten a job here. We don’t need to be so harsh. As long as she works hard, it’s fine.”
“That’s right. Miss Patton is so kind. By the way, give me your ID card and photo, and I’ll get your work card prepared,” Liza said, buttering up Teresa.
Liza was shocked when she saw the name. “Do you go by the last name Richardson?”
Teresa felt a chill down her spine under Liza’s doubtful gaze. Caught up in the moment, she had almost believed she was truly Miss Patton. Regaining her composure, she explained, “I need to keep a low profile here. I can’t let anyone find out about my identity. That’s why I’m using a fake name.”
“Oh, I see. Miss Patton, you’re very cautious,” Liza said, somewhat confused. But today, only Isabella and Teresa were the new arrivals. If not Teresa, could the president’s sister be Isabella? After a quick look at Isabella, who was dressed simply, Liza put her suspicions to rest.
They returned to the office. Liza held the position of deputy director of the department. She assigned little work to Teresa but handed Isabella a hefty stack of documents, instructing, “Read these thoroughly today and write me a summary.” She then left for her office without waiting for Isabella’s response.
Isabella glanced at the papers, finding them entirely irrelevant. Was that woman deliberately making things difficult for her? Well, it was so boring. Yet, Isabella chose not to reveal her true identity, taking this as a chance to gain a deeper insight into the company.
Shortly thereafter, she got a message from Dane. “Isabella, how are you finding your time at the company?”
She replied, “Well, it’s quite intriguing.”
It appeared there were many redundant employees in this company, once managed by Kristine. Now that she was part of the Patton family, she felt compelled to contribute meaningfully.
Dane said, “It’s great that you’re enjoying it. Let me know if you need anything.”
Teresa settled at her desk, occasionally receiving snacks from her colleagues. This was a new experience for her; she was overjoyed by the attention she received as a wealthy woman.
Noticing Isabella buried in paperwork, Teresa approached and asked, “Isabella, do you need my help with anything?”
Isabella looked up and replied, “If you’re free, please focus on something substantial.”
“Why do you keep up the act? Do you think hard work will elevate your status? You’ll always be working under me,” Teresa said arrogantly.
“Is that so? I recall there’s a performance review at the company. Even if you are Miss Patton, failure could get you dismissed,” Isabella countered.
Isabella’s reminder struck a chord with Teresa. The marketing department’s duties included brand promotion, market analysis, and managing artists’ resources, among other things. Failure to meet performance standards meant termination. The expectations in large corporations were stringent.
Teresa flinched before saying hastily, “I’m the president’s sister. You should be more worried about yourself. Even if I fail, a quick call to my brother will sort things out.”
Was she already used to pretending to be someone she wasn’t? Isabella chose not to talk to her anymore. Despite Teresa’s confident words, she felt a tinge of fear and quickly returned to her tasks.
However, she discreetly sent a message to Eliza, informing her that Isabella had started working at Edge Entertainment. This reinforced Eliza’s belief that Isabella was attempting to charm Dane. What a shameless bitch!
After being escorted out of the Patton family’s house last time, Eliza hated Isabella even more. At that moment, she concocted a new plan for revenge.
At six o’clock, Isabella finished her workday. Liza, also leaving, noticed Isabella heading out and stopped her, saying, “Where do you think you’re going, Isabella? You haven’t completed your work. Are you trying to sneak off?”
“I’m here to contribute to the company’s success, not to waste time on those irrelevant documents you handed me.”
“Do you think those documents are irrelevant? Then show me what you have done.”
Isabella invited Liza to look at her computer screen, which displayed several complex mind maps. After a short time, Liza began to sweat. Though she had only skimmed a few, it was clear to her that Isabella was capable. If Liza continued to make things difficult for Isabella, she would only humiliate herself.
“Forget it. I don’t want to be too harsh on you on your first day.” Liza then suggested to everyone, “Since it’s Miss Richardson’s first day, why don’t we all go out for dinner?”
“Okay!” Some agreed immediately. However, others hesitated, not keen on the idea.