Chapter 494
In a casual manner, John answered, “Don’t bother doing that because my mom never listens.”
Seemingly understanding why he said so, Isabelle nodded in agreement. “Yeah, Mrs. Constance can
be a little stubborn at times. I have actually talked to her about that several times, but it looks like my
words all fell on deaf ears.”
Unwilling to continue the topic, John brought up his confusion about the delivery order that Isabelle
gave him thest time. “Now that you’re here, I have a few things I’d like to ask you about the delivery
order.”
Isabelle then leaned closer toward the desk in response. “Show me.” As thedy leaned closer, John
caught the scent of a jasmine aroma. Nevertheless, he didn’t like the smell, so he knitted his brows
without revealing too much facial emotion.
When Isabelle took a look at the delivery order, she chuckled and said, “Oh, thebeled location here
can be a bit of a pain in the neck. Let me show you the remark that I stated here.” She then reached for
her phone and showed John a picture. Upon taking a quick look at it, John uttered, “Just send me the
picture, and I’ll take a look myself.”
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Isabelle paused for a short while before she said, “Oh yeah, howe I didn’t think of that?”
Calm and indifferent, John seemed as if he didn’t notice anything unusual. Meanwhile, Isabelle quickly
sent the delivery order with her own remarks written on it to John while feeling nervous at the same
time. Nheless, she had anotherplete copy with more information on it, which she decided to
keep to herself so that she could have more chances to talk with John. On the other hand, the copy
that she had just sent John was a draft with messy notes andbels, which she doubted John could
understand.
Isabelle sighed and changed the subject. “By the way, how is Old Mr. Flintstone doing? I heard from
Mrs. Constance that he’s been in a terrible shapetely, which is why she is busy looking after him.”
My grandpa is indeed in terrible shape, but it’s all thanks to Mom! He’d be just fine had she not pissed
him off. I must say she never ceases to ‘impress’ me with her excuses. After brief contemtion, John
replied, “He is getting better recently, although he still needs to be looked after. My mom doesn’t trust a
maid to take care of Grandpa, which is why she is doing all the job by herself.”
Isabelle then sighed. “Well, we all get all sorts of illnesses anyway when we grow old, but I don’t think
it’s a big problem. My grandpa used to…” She stopped her speech mid-sentence and winked with a
smile.
John knew what she was going to say, recalling how he pissed Old Mr. Constance off when he insisted
on canceling his engagement before thetter was sick for the next few days. At that time, John had
also received the news, in which William asked whether he’d like to pay them a visit, only to be stopped
by Old Mrs. Constance, who thought her grandson’s presence could ruin the matter given the
circumstance.
Meanwhile, Isabelle pursed her lips in response. “I guess you’re busy now, so I shall leave you to it.
Goodbye!” However, her face still remained stiffened because excusing herself was her only way to get
out of this awkward stalemate.
John responded with an affirmative hum. “Alright, see you. I trust you could find your way out of here
yourself because I’m still a little busy here.” When Isabelle heard that, she stood up. “It’s alright, don’t
worry about me. See you around then.” She smiled and turned around, leaving John’s office. In the
meantime, the man’s smile slowly faded away and was reced with aplicated look.
As Isabelle exited the office, she entered the elevator, instantly keeping herself together. Then, she
sniggered, finding it ironic that she had be a hypocrite herself, whom she once hated the most.
Upon stepping out of the Constance Group, she turned around and stared at the building while
resentfully murmuring, “What’s wrong with you, John? Why is your heart with someone else?”