Filed To Story: Watch Out! She's a Mastermind Heiress (Isabella Patton) Book PDF Free
“I’ve always been yours,” Isabella whispered, running her fingers through his soft black hair, feeling like she was petting a big puppy.
Andrew looked at Isabella with eager anticipation, his voice soft as he asked, “Can I stay here tonight?”
Isabella felt a flutter of warmth in her chest. She smiled gently and replied, “Of course, we’re engaged now. You can stay anytime.”
Andrew was thrilled. With Isabella beside him, he enjoyed a wonderfully restful night.
The following morning, Isabella woke to find the bed occupied by her alone. After getting dressed, she made her way downstairs, following the delicious scent of breakfast.
Andrew had made breakfast. Wearing an apron, he looked every bit like the ideal husband. His cooking skills were outstanding, and Isabella enjoyed every bite, feeling completely satisfied.
After breakfast, just as they were about to leave, Elaine and Glenn arrived.
“Mom, Dad, you’re here. Have you had breakfast?” Isabella asked her parents.
Elaine smiled warmly.
“We’ve already eaten. You just finished yours, right? There’s something we wanted to talk to you about.”
Isabella raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “What is it?”
Glenn replied, “I’m considering building a manor in this city, a place for future family gatherings and celebrations. When you and your brothers get married and have children, it’ll give the little ones more room to play.”
Isabella nodded in understanding. Initially, her parents were supposed to stay in this city only for a short time. However, with her brothers joining them, her parents no longer had a reason to leave. If they were to stay long-term, having a manor of their own was essential.
“Have you started looking for a manor yet?” Isabella asked casually.
“We’re looking,” Glenn said thoughtfully. “The eastern suburbs look promising so far. You should keep an eye out, too—let us know if you come across something good.”
“Sure, Dad,” Isabella replied. “I’ll look around when I get the chance.”
With that, their conversation wrapped up. Isabella said her goodbyes and headed to the company. Her schedule these days was packed with preparations for the release of the new sci-fi movie. The first of next month had become a highly competitive release date, with several major films premiering, including Tatiana’s latest sci-fi movie. Coincidentally, a foreign sci-fi movie was also slated for the same day. The internet had already started buzzing, unofficially dubbing it “Sci-Fi Movie Day.”
“Three sci-fi films on the same day? Can’t wait!”
“Don’t get your hopes up. Just because there are three doesn’t mean they’ll all be worth watching. I’m betting on Director John Schultz’s movie—it smashed records in Mafelen with five billion at the box office.”
“Absolutely! Their sci-fi movie productions are always topnotch.”
“Tatiana’s team looks solid this time. I’m planning to watch both hers and John’s film.”
“What about Maxine’s Wandering World? No one seems to be talking about it.”
“They don’t have much marketing going on. Probably a budget issue. Sci-fi movies aren’t cheap, and it doesn’t look like they’ve got the resources to make a real hit.”
“Exactly. I’m skipping that one.”
“Actually, I saw the trailer, and it doesn’t look bad. Might surprise us.”
“Why waste money on mediocre films? I’m sticking with Tatiana’s End of the Earth.”
The online discussions about the upcoming movie releases were relentless. Meanwhile, executives at major cinema chains were embroiled in their own heated debates. Scheduling was critical for every new movie release, and peak viewing times were the most coveted slots, often determining a film’s success or failure at the box office.
At Oscar Company, inside a sleek meeting room, the discussion was in full swing.
“The prime viewing slots should definitely go to End of the Earth. It’s the most anticipated film of the season!”
“I agree,” another chimed in. “The secondary peak slots should be reserved for Director John Schultz’s movie. His films have a massive fanbase and are guaranteed to draw crowds.”
The discussion heated up as opinions leaned towards giving the top slots to End of the Earth and Director John Schultz’s sci-fi blockbuster. At the head of the table, a woman in a sharp striped suit sat quietly, her hands clasped as she reviewed the data on the films. Wandering World, produced by Edge Entertainment, had been dismissed by most. But Edge Entertainment was owned by someone she couldn’t ignore…
“Ms. Hobbes, what’s your opinion?”
Vienna raised her gaze, her sharp eyes scanning the room. The murmurs died instantly as she leaned forward slightly.
“I’ve reviewed the trailers, the data, and the projections,” she began, her voice measured but firm. “And I’ve decided the prime viewing slots will go to Wandering World.”
The room froze, stunned by her unexpected decision.
“Wandering World?” someone blurted out incredulously. “Ms. Hobbes, are you serious?”
Vienna’s assistant leaned in close and whispered, “Ms. Hobbes, End of the Earth offers us a much larger revenue share. If it becomes a hit, the bonuses for all of us could be substantial.”
Vienna’s gaze was steady as she responded, “I’ve analyzed these films thoroughly. I guarantee that Wandering World will be a real hit!”
The room stayed silent, but the reluctance on the executives’ faces was palpable. The deputy director finally spoke.
“Vienna, our company’s performance is already on shaky ground. This decision could significantly impact our future. Are you sure you want to go against public opinion and risk everything?”
For years, he had been waiting for an opportunity to undermine Vienna and claim her position.
Vienna stood her ground, her voice unwavering. “I have complete confidence in my choice. Wandering World will succeed!”
The deputy director squinted, his expression a mix of skepticism and satisfaction. End of the Earth was already projected to dominate, with most cinema chains offering it the best screening times. In such a competitive environment, audience momentum would naturally swing toward the film with the greatest exposure.
Others couldn’t feel at ease.
After the meeting ended, someone followed Vienna and asked, “Ms. Hobbes, aren’t your relations with Edge Entertainment quite strained? Why are you still helping them? If their movie flops, the deputy director will surely hold you accountable.” This person, one of Vienna’s supporters, was genuinely concerned for her. She had a good relationship with Vienna and was aware of some of her issues with the Patton family.
“I’m doing this for the company; it has nothing to do with anyone else,” Vienna replied calmly.
A few days later, the much-anticipated movies finally premiered.
Andrew, knowing that Isabella had been busy over the past few days, had refrained from disturbing her. However, on the day of the premiere, he invited her out for dinner and a movie.
His car arrived at the entrance of her company, waiting quietly for Isabella.
The luxury car, worth tens of millions of dollars, immediately drew a crowd of curious onlookers.
“Wow, a Lamborghini! This model is one of only ten in the world. Is the driver waiting for his girlfriend?”
“It’s so cool! That’s exactly what you’d expect from a Lamborghini.”
Two girls passing by noticed the car.
One nudged her friend and said, “Look, a Lamborghini!”
Her friend glanced at it briefly, her expression indifferent.
“Who cares if it’s a Lamborghini? It might just be some old guy driving it.”
The first girl hesitated, suddenly losing interest. After all, old men didn’t pique her curiosity.
But the next moment, the car door opened, and a man stepped out.
His tall, striking figure caught the first girl’s attention.
She almost screamed in excitement.
“He’s so handsome!” she exclaimed, her voice filled with delight.
The previously indifferent girl squinted in surprise. It wasn’t an old man—it was a strikingly handsome guy.
“Evita, I just realized who that is!” the first girl said, her excitement bubbling over.
“He’s the CEO of the company you’re interviewing for—Andrew Klein!” she continued, practically vibrating with enthusiasm.
Evita Gordon froze, her emotions swirling. For a moment, she was caught off guard, but she quickly shook her head.
New Book: Returned To Make Them Pay
On her wedding anniversary, Alicia is drugged and stumbles into the wrong room—straight into the arms of the powerful Caden Ward, a man rumored never to touch women. Their night of passion shocks even him, especially when he discovers she’s still a virgin after two years of marriage to Joshua Yates.