Loveless Marriage

Isabella and her assistant, Bruce went to the restaurant with the people from Polygon Group.

Since she had attended many social events in the past, Isabella was familiar with all the restaurants around here, including this one.

After entering a room, she invited them to sit while holding Rachel, then handed them the menu.

"This restaurant is good, just order whatever you want." She smiled politely.

They laughed out loud, "Mrs. Jones is too polite."

Isabella smiled as she complained in her heart. You are all our gods. How can I not be polite?

Mr. Smith had really invested a lot to win over the Polygon Group. Now the two companies were so close. Wouldn't he invite them a few times a month in the future?

She decided to go back and make it clear to Mr. Smith that she would not be involved in the business of Polygon Group in the future.

They also ordered two bottles of high-quality red wine red wine, after ordering a whole table of dishes.

Bruce was busy filling all the glasses with wine. Someone's phone suddenly rang, just as he was about to cheer with everyone.

"Excuse me, You guys eat first." He saw the name on phone, smiled, and hurried out.

"Mrs. Jones. A toast to you." Another person politely raised his glass to her.

Isabella had the same smile as before. She raised the glass and cheered with his, "Cheers, I hope we will have pleasant cooperation in the future."

She took a sip, the cold liquid slid down her throat, causing her to shiver slightly. She frowned, but still drank the whole glass.

Bruce did not notice anything different and poured her another glass.

Isabella looked at him and said nothing. Then she add more food to Rachel.

After two minutes, the person who answered the phone returned. He looked at everyone and suddenly said, "Mr. Miller is at the next door."

Isabella's eyelids subconsciously flipped.

That man was indeed every where.

When they heard that their CEO was at the room right next to them, they immediately stood up, and asked with some surprise, "Next door? Did you see him? "

"Yes. Shall we go over and greet him?"

"Of course, we definitely should.Let's go."

Isabella cursed in her heart. She really wanted to say that Christian was not her boss so she would not go with them, but it was impossible obviously. Even though Mr. Smith was here, he would run over immediately, so how could she sit still?

"Since Mr. Miller is here, then I will also go and greet him with you." Even if she was extremely unwilling, she still wore a stiff smile on her face when she stood up.

Then, they rushed to the next room, without eating too much.

Isabella cursed in her heart once again after she she entered that room.

Such a large room was used by only two people, who were even grown men. Indeed, the richer, the more wilful people would be.

Inside the room, there was another man around the same age as Christian,. He was clean and dressed in casual attire, looking as neither elite nor ordinary staff. "Mr. Miller."

When they saw their CEO, it was as if they had seen their father. They greeted him with a solicitous smile immediately.

"Hmm, why are you here?" He asked as if he knew nothing, but no surprise on his face.

"We visited the Benton technology today and are eating here." Someone explained, and then gave way to Isabella who was behind, and introduced to him,"Mr. Miller, this is Mrs. Jones from Benton technology."

Isabella kept avoiding Christian to notice her, but Unexpectedly, she was pushed out. Her expression became a little stiff. She hugged Rachel tightly and nodded at him, "Mr. Miller."

Looking at her calmly, Christian had no expression only glanced at the child in her embrace. He smiled slightly, "Does Mrs. Jones come to work with your child? It's really hard."

Isabella was slightly stunned. Listening to him, it was obviously not polite, but there was a taste of ridicule. She immediately pulled her lips and smiled, ils there anything hard when it is done for children? When Mr. Miller becomes a father, you will understand."

The man's eyes became darker slightly.

"Mr. Miller will not be a father until after a few years. He is busy working, even has no time to meet a girlfriend." The people suddenly joked.

Isabella grinned and looked at him with her eyes as if joking, but her tone was somewhat mocking. "There's no need to worry about such conditions as Mr. Miller. It's estimated that the girls who want to marry him and have children for him can line up from Brighton city to Leeds city.

"That's true, Mr. Miller has always been the girls' dreamy target. We don't even know what kind of girl would be worthy of him."

Christian frowned, and interrupted them coldly, "Alright, since we're all here, let's eat together. It's on me."

The managers didn't dare to refuse of course, and they all sat down with a smile.

Isabella was a little awkward standing there. If she refused, it was not good for her company. But if she accepted, this meal must be uncomfortable.

But it was just a short moment of hesitation. She was still rational. Naturally, she chose the latter

She waved her hand and told Bruce, "Ask people to take all the food away in the next room, and if they can't back out, pack up."

The money had already been paid, she couldn't afford to waste it.

"Sure."

After Bruce ran out, she sat down withing holding Rachel.

Luckily, the round table was big enough so she didn't have to sit next to Christian. However, she just found she was sitting next to another man.

The man hadn't spoken since they came in. He just looked at them with a pair of beautiful eyes and glanced at her many times. It was clear that the look of watching a play made her very uncomfortable. "Hello, Miss Isabella. My name is Adrian. Christian's best friend." Finally he spoke on a pleasant voice.

Isabella stiffened slightly.

He called him Christian, with the word "Best friend."

Did he know their relationship?

"He, Hello." She looked at him inquisitively while he winked at her with an tricky smile.

Now Isabella was sure that he knew her.

Christian looked at her with deep eyes. After a few seconds, he couldn't help but look at Rachel again.

Was it the child who had slept with her last night?

[I have already promised Luke that I will think about marrying him.

Her words appeared in his mind suddenly.

Christian held his glass tighter.

Has she already began to adopt being a stepmother?

"Mr. Miller, Mr, Miller?"

Noticing that he was in a daze, the person next to him called him twice.

Christian turned to look at him.

"Mr, Miller, let me toast you." The man raised his glass immediately.

His act made everyone presenting toast to him, except Adrian.

Isabella was helpless, she could only raise the glass together with them.

K-