Chapter 173: A Slap in the Face

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Gilly Scott was still tapping on the window, persistently trying to build a connection: "It’s been so many days since we last saw each other, what have you been busy with, Isabella? Coming for an interview and not telling me is so unfair, I’m your bestie! Quickly open the car door and let me in, I have so much to talk to you about!" Isabella Weaver suddenly sneered! Did Gilly Scott think she was still that naive girl from a few years ago who easily trusted friends? Wasn’t taking Milo Field from her enough, did she think she would fall for it again and let her steal Harry Hunter too? She pressed down the car window, raised her voice, and asked, "Miss, who are you? We obviously don’t know each other! Step back a bit, we’re about to leave, don’t get your foot run over." Gilly Scott’s forced smile froze on her face. Isabella Weaver turned her head: "Honey, let’s go, I don’t know this person." Harry Hunter replied indifferently: "Some people just randomly try to make connections. Honey, be careful when you go out, people like this are dangerous." With that, he stepped on the gas, and the sports car sped off, leaving Gilly Scott’s face full of exhaust fumes. Gilly Scott covered her nose, her face alternating between red and white, having no face to stay longer, she hurriedly turned and walked away. Onlookers were whispering: "Wow, that’s shameless, pretending to be familiar with someone and trying to sit in their sports car! Turns out they don’t even know her!" "She probably thinks she’s pretty and was trying to snag someone else’s husband! Riding in the sports car is probably secondary; I’ve seen plenty of shameless ones like this!" "That guy was indeed handsome, it’s normal she’d be interested, even I was a bit tempted! Is he some celebrity? His aura is amazing!" "Don’t get infatuated, didn’t you hear he has a wife? And he seems to be a very loving husband, his wife is really fortunate!" ... Isabella couldn’t hear the others’ commentary, but giving Gilly a taste of her own medicine felt quite satisfying. She wore a faint smile on her face, feeling that her coordination with Harry was becoming more and more seamless. Harry drove with one hand, while with the other he rubbed Isabella’s hand in his palm: "How was the interview?" "Not bad, it seems like the company really likes my style, they even asked when I could start working!" Isabella thought her interviews today went surprisingly well, she couldn’t help looking at Harry, admiring his perfect profile, and asked: "Did you...?" "Hmm?" "I just feel everything went too smoothly, did you help me behind the scenes?" Harry laughed immediately: "My dear wife, don’t you have any idea of your own capabilities? If a few companies didn’t take an interest in you, that would be surprising; even I wanted to open a jewelry company and hire you as a designer after seeing your designs!" Isabella didn’t believe it: "You’re just sweet-talking me, aren’t you?" "Though I sweet-talk you every day, this time I’m not. I’m telling the truth; didn’t you also receive the final round invitation for the Moonlight Jewelry Contest? That’s from Cherry Lewis’s godmother’s company, surely even that company didn’t follow my arrangements?" Isabella blinked: "Really not you?" "Absolutely not me. You’ve impressed all the jewelry companies with your own strength." Isabella was silent for a moment, then slowly smiled, raising her right hand high, flipping it back and forth: "I can make a living with this hand from now on!" This afternoon’s interview, they offered an annual salary of 200,000, plus a generous year-end bonus.

Chapter 173: A Slap in the Face

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