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It was only then that she called Andrew.
“Sweetheart…” Andrew’s magnetic voice sounded from the other end of the line.
“Do you miss me? Your timing is perfect. I’ve just finished a meeting.”
Andrew obviously didn’t know what was going on online.
“Yes, I miss you,” Isabella admitted openly.
Then, she added, “But you’d better check online first.”
Andrew was confused but still went online.
Then, he immediately saw the post.
His tone immediately changed when he said, “Sweetheart, it wasn’t me. I didn’t like this post.”
“I know,” Isabella responded.
Andrew breathed a sigh of relief, but his expression became serious.
“I’ll check what’s going on. My account might have been hacked.”
Isabella could hear the tension in Andrew’s voice.
She said in a softer tone, “It was Evita.”
“What? Evita?”
Andrew was stunned for a moment.
He seemed unfamiliar with the name.
Isabella sighed, knowing Andrew didn’t pay attention to such details.
She explained, “She’s your new secretary. When I called you earlier, she was the one who answered your phone. Shortly after, your account liked that post. So I suspect it’s her.”
“Alright. I’ll ask her,” Andrew replied.
After hanging up, he called Evita to his office.
As soon as Evita entered Andrew’s office, she spoke first before he could say anything.
“Mr. Klein, I’m sorry. I saw the news online, and I think I might have accidentally clicked the like button. I’m really sorry. Did Miss Patton misunderstand? Please let me explain it to her.”
Evita stood in front of Andrew, her pink Chanel suit hugging her frame.
The guilty look on her face made her appear like a delicate flower swaying in the breeze.
Andrew shook his head and said solemnly, “There’s no need. It’s best if you just resign.”
Evita was too stunned to react for a while.
She didn’t expect Andrew to directly kick her out of the company.
It was just a small mistake. Was it enough to fire her? Evita thought of Isabella.
Did Isabella say something? She couldn’t help but wonder if Isabella had anything to do with this.
Jealousy among women could be brutally malicious.
Evita clenched her teeth, a wave of frustration washing over her.
How could Isabella, always so polished and confident, stoop to such childish spite?
“Mr. Klein, please,” she said, her voice trembling.
“I need this job. If Miss Patton is upset, I’ll apologize—however many times it takes!” Her eyes glistened with unshed tears, desperation impossible to hide.
Why had she been so careless before?
“There’s no need. Isabella won’t dwell on this, but others will twist it into something inappropriate. That makes me furious,” Andrew said, his voice cold and distant.
“Mr. Klein, I—“
“Enough. Leave,” he barked.
Evita froze, searching for the right words, but Andrew’s assistant appeared at her side, guiding her out before she could respond.
Back in the secretaries’ office, the weight of judgment was suffocating.
The curious stares, the whispered conversations—everything told her the story had already spread.
Once admired for her professionalism, she was now the center of unwanted attention.
Her hands trembled as she packed her things, her face ghostly pale.
At Edge Entertainment, as Isabella wrapped up her work, her phone buzzed, and Andrew’s familiar voice greeted her.
He had come to pick her up.
She stepped out of the building and immediately spotted the sleek Rolls-Royce waiting by the curb.
“I want to take you somewhere,” Andrew said.
“All right,” Isabella replied, her tone calm.
She didn’t ask where they were headed but felt she already knew.
Andrew hadn’t responded to the online controversy, which meant he had a different way of handling it.
The car moved smoothly through the city, neon signs reflecting off the windows, painting the night in fleeting colors.
Eventually, they arrived at Ansport’s most exclusive rooftop restaurant.
On the top floor, the view stretched endlessly— a dazzling panorama of the city below.
But Isabella’s attention wasn’t on the scenery.
Tonight, the focus was on what Andrew had to say.
As she ate, a sudden, sharp sound made her pause.
She turned toward the window, her eyes widening as fireworks burst across the dark sky.
Brilliant colors streaked through the air, falling like glowing petals and lighting up the night.
Then, rising steadily, drones appeared, their tiny lights forming letters, and soon Isabella’s name illuminated the sky, framed by a perfect heart.
The sight left her speechless, its beauty almost too much to take in.
Isabella brought her hand to her mouth, her gaze snapping to Andrew, disbelief etched across her face.
Andrew sat calmly, his face softened by the flickering light, his eyes full of warmth.
“That must have been expensive,” she said, her voice filled with wonder as she glanced back at the display.
“To show you my love, it’s worth every penny,” Andrew replied gently.
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