Chapter 21 Suspicion


    People from the Polygon Group arrived at Benton Technology at 10’o clock.


    Isabe, who was sitting in the corner, saw Christian who firstly entered. He wore a dark gray suit


    which made him stylish and charming, with his indifferent expression, leaving people an impression


    that he was not easy to get close to.


    After shaking hands with Mr. Smith, he looked over the meeting room. Inadvertently, he saw Isabe in


    the corner, who was looking down at her Laptop. Her side face was a little chubby.


    Christian''s gaze stayed on her for just one second, then he sat down.


    As the CEO of an investment giantpany, without only a few words, Christian made people feel his


    strong aura. Even the experienced Mr. Smith was a little nervous when talking to him.


    After a while, the secretary brought some coffee and pastries.


    Seeing that the secretary was a little busy, Isabe got up and went to help to help her.


    When she served coffee to Christian, she subconsciously chose a warm one without sugar.


    Although Christian only went home once a week before, he may asionally have some work to do. At


    that time, Isabe found out that he preferred warm coffee, not too hot, and no sugar either. She


    secretly remembered it.


    Today''s action were totally habitual.


    Christian was talking to Mr. Smith when Isabe ced the coffee in front of him. Seeing it, his folded


    hands slightly tightened, but he talking speed didn’t slow down a bit.


    The meeting ended in just forty minutes.


    Mr. Smith was overjoyed that Benton could cooperate with Polygon. After the meeting, he brought


    Christian the restaurant downstairs, followed by others.


    The restaurant was not cheap, which may cost at least tens of thousands dors for lunch. As there


    were many people, the lunch was served in a buffet-style.


    "Hi, Isabe!"


    Isabe was choosing the food she wanted to eat. Seeing her colleaguee over, she replied, "Hi,


    I''m just a little hungry."


    After chatting for a while, the colleague suddenly said in a gossipy tone, "Did you see Mr. Miller of the


    Polygon Group? He looks so young, but who would expect that he is so rich."


    "He doesn''t look easy to get along with, but honestly, he''s pretty handsome, just like an actor. Ah, do


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    you think if he has married? I bet he has many lovers, right?"


    The colleague looked over to where Mr. Smith was sitting, whose eyes filled with desire. Seeing that,


    Isabe also looked over to him.


    With his tie untied, the man casually sat there talking to someone. But it was like all the attention was


    on him.


    As if understanding something, Isabe suddenly smiled.


    Look, that man is so excellent, who knows how many girls fall for him. Some of them may even willing


    to be his anonymous lovers, while she foolishly wants to warm him, hoping that they could live to old


    age in conjugal bliss.


    How ridiculous!


    "That kind of man is so smart and restrained that you may be hurt by him." Isabe continued taking


    food.


    Her colleague asked curiously: "How do you know that, Isabe?"


    Isabe thought, she had slept with Christian for three years, how could she not know that?


    "Mr. Jones, where is your ring?"Seeing that Isabe''s ring finger was empty, with only a light ring


    imprint, her colleague asked: "Did you … divorce your husband? "


    Isabe acknowledged.


    She actually wanted to invite her colleagues to the ceremony when she got married, but Christian


    refused, as if the fewer people knew about it, the better. So she didn''t tell anyone in thepany who


    her husband was.


    "Nowadays, men are just visual animals." Her colleague retorted, then consoled Isabe, "Mrs. Jones,


    you don’t have a child. Don''t worry, you’re still young, so it''s easy to find someone else."


    Isabe nced at her belly.


    She was indeed divorced, but she left with a baby.


    Just then, someone walked passed Isabe with a te, and the dishes on that te seemed to be


    seafood. Suddenly she smelt a faint fishy smell, then her stomach started to churn.


    Isabe quickly ran to the washroom with her mouth covered.


    Her colleague had no idea what happened.


    Unwittingly seeing Isabe run towards the washroom whose face was pale and her skirt was stuck to


    her body, making her belly seem a little round, Christian gradually became sullen.