Chapter 86 Opportunistic


    Looked at him, Isabe stunned. How did he know Christian was her ... Or had he already known it this


    morning?


    As she was wondering, Minh secretly blinked at her.


    Isabe immediately understood what he meant, but she didn''t want to take advantage of her personal


    rtionship. If Christian knew itter, she may have less confidence in front of him.


    However, she couldn''t let her selfishness spoil the overall n. Moreover, these men''s were clearly


    much more interested in Christian.


    Thinking about it, Isabe pouted her red lips and nodded. She then said in a slightly embarrassed


    tone, "That''s right. Before we came to Leeds we told him that we''re gonna visit him tomorrow morning.


    It''s not good to break the appointment, isn''t it? After all, Mr. Miller so busy."


    Those men exchanged nces and slowly put down their sses, who then began to smile weirdly.


    Mr. Stock then asked casually: "Miss Jones, are you a personal friends of Mr. Miller, or are you meeting


    him on behalf of Mr. Smith?"


    Isabe exined lightly, "There''s no difference, isn''t it? We''re all friends."


    If they knew he was her ex-husband, they may be more shocked.


    The way how those men looked at her changed a bit, then theyughed stiffly, "Yeah, that''s right.


    There''s no difference. It seems that we didn''t judge you wrong."


    Even if they hadn''t seen Christian Miller in real life before, they had already known his name long ago.


    Everyone wanted to corporate with him. They only heard that he was somewhat cold and low-profile,


    and rarely saw anyone he was close to.


    One was the president of Polygon, while the other was only a manager of a small firm. The two should


    have nothing with each other no matter of what. But if what she said was true, then there may only one


    possibility.


    It was not strange for a CEO to have some mistresses. But if they irritated her, it would be easy for


    Christian to ruin a smallpany.


    "You really spoke highly of me, Mr. Stock. There are many people like me everywhere, and it''s also


    because of Mr. Smith that I can get to know Mr. Miller. So, I''m actually not a personal friend of him." As


    Isabe feigned ignorance, she sneered in his heart.


    Even if she tried her best to deny it, these men still misunderstood her rtionship with Christian.


    However, As long as they were afraid of Christian, Minh''s trick would work, and they might be able to


    return early. As for the other things, she may consider themter. She just didn''t want to get drunk here.


    Taking a nce at her charming pretty face, Faust smiled yfully.


    Did this woman just treated them as three-year-old children?


    Anyone can brag, while no one can prove it.


    He picked up a piece of meat and ced to Isabe''s te, smiling: "Miss Jones, please have some


    more..."


    Later, his topic suddenly changed, and he said with a little embarrassment, "In fact, ourpany has


    been contacting Polygon all this while, hoping to cooperate with them. However, we didn''t find any


    good opportunities. Luckily we met you today, Miss Jones, and if you could... you know, introduce us to


    Mr. Miller, we are truly grateful."


    With that, he turned to look at Mr. Stock.


    Stock was stunned, then instantly nodded, “Uh, right. If so, we can''t be more thankful. I believe we two


    "…”


    Looking at those men, Isabe felt so disgusted that she almost vomited. But she stillughed as she


    said, "You''re too courteous, Mr. Faust. If there is a chance, I would definitely rmend you to Mr.


    Miller. Since we are partners, it''s natural that we should share resources."


    Share the f*ck!


    If it wasn''t not for her bonus and the whole Bentom, she would have left at the very beginning.


    They were really shameless.


    But she ignored the fact that these men were all very scheming. They couldn''t be moved by only a


    verbal promise.


    Hearing that, Faust was overjoyed, while he continued, "Then...Why don''t you call Mr. Miller now, Miss


    Jones? Since you are meeting him tomorrow, can you let us join you? We just need 10 minutes."


    "…"


    Isabe''s smile slowly faded.


    So he was testing if she had said was true or not?


    "Mr. Faust, you sure know how to be opportunistic." Minh smiled faintly.


    Faust didn''t deny it. He shook his head as if he was seriously teaching a new employee, "You are still


    very young, so you may not understand. In this industry, it''s important to be opportunistic. We get to


    know Miss Jones today, so we may corporate with Polygon in future. How about we owe Benton a


    favour?"


    As they were talking, Isabe pretended to eat, while her mind quickly thinking.


    If she remained like this, they would probably brazenly continue arguing till next morning.


    If she didn''t give a call, these men would treat what she had said as a joke.


    If she called him, would she still have dignity in front of Christian?


    Gritting her teeth, Isabe raised his head and said with an embarrassed air: "Mr. Faust, Mr. Miller is so


    busy, so I don''t dare to suddenly call him. So I was wondering if Mr. Stock can pick it up after it''s


    connected. I reckon it maybe more appropriate."


    With that, she picked up her phone and was about to call Christian.


    Mr. Stock''s face darkened. He immediately stopped her andughed, "Alright then. Faust was joking.


    Let’s not disturb Mr. Miller at this time. Eat. We can talk about tomorrow if there is anything."


    If they really had some kind of personal rtionship, then they were looking for death letting her call


    him.


    "Mr. Stock....” Just as Faust was about to say something, his leg under the table was fiercely kicked.


    He then was suddenly silent.


    Pretending to ponder for a few seconds, Isabe then put down her phone and nodded, smiling


    sincerely, "Yeah that''s fine. If we have time tomorrow, I will definitely introduce you to him, Mr. Stock,


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    The warning in her words was obvious, which made Mr. Stock''s smile freeze. He immediatelyughed


    dryly, “err... Alright, alright. Then I''ll thank the you first, Miss Jones."


    With that, he raised his ss and emptied it to calm himself down.


    Seeing that her words had really worked, Isabe didn''t even clicked his ss. Her smile faded, and


    her expression became extremely indifferent.


    Nevertheless, she still heaved a sigh of relief.


    Minh nced at her, with aplicated look appearing in his eyes.