The Pampering CEO: Don't Mess With My Secretly-Married Sweet Wife

Chapter 158 Restart The Competition

It was apparent that Isabelle Shelby was not as graceful as she had described herself.

Julian Shaw narrowed his eyes ever so slightly.

If Susan Shelby found out that he was the little boy back in those years and Isabelle was Little Flower, then the matter would become even more confusing.

He had already given Susan his heart fully and it could not contain anybody else even the slightest bit.

However, it was true that Isabelle did help him a lot when they were young.

He considered himself owing a huge favor to her.

He would need to return the favor but it was definitely not in the manner that Isabelle wanted.

He needed time to think properly on how to solve this matter.

Julian placed the phone aside without replying to any of Isabelle's text messages. He did not want to be the cause of Isabelle's unrealistic imaginations.

In the Shelbys, Isabelle stared at the phone screen and waited.

Half an hour, one hour, two hours passed.

Regardless of how many text messages she sent, her effort to attract his attention failed entirely in the end.

Isabelle’s expression turned unpleasant.

Julian was more ruthless and also more resolute than she had imagined!

Perhaps her direct path to Julian could not be passed through anymore!

However, she would never just give up so easily!

On the next day, Isabelle gave Susan a call.

She said sweetly, "Susie..."

"I'm working. Let's talk again later." Susan's voice sounded slightly rigid.

Isabelle could not help being stunned for a moment.

Susan had always treated her with a kind attitude. Why did she feel that Susan’s voice sounded off this time?

Susan was already hanging up the call while Isabelle was caught in a daze.

"Susie, hold on." Isabelle could not help feeling anxious. "What's wrong? Are you suddenly mad at m e?"

Susan pursed her lips and recalled the incident where Isabellle contacted Julian without her knowledge. She felt rather uneasy in her heart.

She was not a person who enjoyed hiding her feelings so she could not help asking straightforwardly," Where did you get Julian's contact number?"

Isabelle was stunned for a moment and she could not help panicking inside.

How did Susan find out that she had been contacting Julian in private?

Had she read the content of the text messages?

If she saw it, then her act of disguising herself as Little Flower would get exposed!

Isabelle forced herself to calm down and said cautiously, "Susie, are you mad at me for contacting Chairman Shaw yesterday night? I was only sending him a greeting."

"Are you very close to Julian? Why is it necessary for you to greet him?" Susan grunted coldly.

Isabelle could not help feeling relieved upon hearing Susan's words. Thank God Susan had not read the content of the text messages.

The corners of Isabelle’s lips curled into a smile. Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

No wonder Julian did not reply to her text messages yesterday night. So it turned out that it was discovered by Susan and it was inconvenient for him t o reply to her. However, she was certain that he still could not bear to part with her yet.

Isabelle was in a much better mood now that she thought about it.

However, she needed to deal with Susan still.

"Susie." Isabelle said in a piteous tone, “Don’t... Don't you know about the type of person I am? How would I do something to Mr. Shaw behind you? Actually... Actually... Yikes! I really didn't want to say this initially."

"Tell me." Susan raised an eyebrow.

"The people from my family forced me to steal Mr.

Shaw's contact number." Isabelle quickly got into her role. Even though Susan could not see her, she was fully engaged in the act that her eyes reddened at once. "They said that since you’re capable of getting o n top of Mr. Shaw and I'm no worse than you, I can do i t too if I put in more

effort. I didn't want to do it so my sister snatched my phone and texted Mr. Shaw. Susie, it’s my fault for doing this to you. Yet, there’s really nothing that I can do."

As she was speaking, Isabelle began sobbing softly." I’m not as fortunate as you. When your parents were still alive, they treated you and your brother very well. Your parents are not around now and you still have your brother who will protect you at all costs. Yet, my family members... My family members..."

Isabelle was overcome by a feeling of sorrow that she was sobbing profusely until she could not breathe.

Susan sympathized with Isabelle subconsciously at the thought of her fragile appearance. Yet, she remembered Julian's warnings on multiple occasions and became vigilant.

Since they were young, Isabelle's most frequently used phrase to her was, 'There's really nothing that I can do.'

When she was bullied by Yvonne, Isabelle would put i n a good word for her from the side but when she thought about it closely, she realized that the only thing Isabelle did was speak without taking any real action.

When Susan showed her the injuries she got from the beatings, Isabelle would only shed a few tears and then say, 'There’s really nothing that I can do.’

Afterward, Susan’s brother got sick. She had no choice but to abandon her pride to borrow money from her.

Isabelle looked at her with tears streaming down her face and said, "I really want to help, but Susie, there's really nothing that I can do."

Now, she blamed the entire incident of texting Julian t o her family members and then added, 'There’s really nothing that I can do.’

In the past, she found that Isabelle genuinely had a lot of difficulties, yet now that she thought about it, she always felt that there was something off about her.

"Don't worry, Susie. I will delete Mr. Shaw's contact number immediately. From now on, I won’t listen to m y family members’ orders anymore regardless of how much they threaten me." Isabelle spoke through her misty eyes and sobs, "Susie, you're an extremely important friend to me. So, will you please please please not be mad at me?”

Isabelle's voice was shaking as if she was very frightened.

Susan could not bear to be cruel-hearted to her completely. She heaved a sigh and said, "Isa, don't cry anymore. I'm not mad at you."

Isabelle was still crying incessantly and only stopped crying after Susan consoled her for a long while.

"That’s all for now, Isa. I have to go back to work now," said Susan.

"Alright, alright. Go ahead and get busy, Susie,” said Isabelle hastily.

Isabelle was not supposed to contact Julian behind her yet how did she end up consoling Isabelle in the end?

Oh forget it! There was no need for her to mind about these details anymore. She decided that she would listen to Julian and stay further away from Isabelle from now on.

Susan placed her phone and walked back to the office. Then, she heard Chance Hamilton's voice calling out t o her.

"Susie, have you received the notification? The design competition is about to proceed."

"Oh?" Susan looked up. "Maybe there's a delay, I haven't received it yet..."

Before her voice died away, her phone beeped once.

Susan immediately turned on her phone to take a look.

The design competition had no choice but to switch to another professional judge now that they had lost Sheldon Parsons.

Since it was a professional judge, the reputation of the person would certainly need to carry some weight.

She wondered who the judge would be this time.

Susan scrolled through the page swiftly and saw the judge’s name. She almost leaped up in excitement.

It was Jojen Reed! The judge chosen this time was actually Jojen Reed!

"I didn't expect the organizer to actually get Mr. Reed o n board." There was excitement in Chance's eyes that could not be concealed.

No wonder the competition was postponed for half a month. So it turned out that the organizer was preparing to deliver such a grand move!