After a long while, Isabella finally got up. She calmly washed the dishes and put them away. After getting changed, she went to the garage to get her car and drove to work.
"Good morning, Mrs. Miller!" The staff all greeted Isabella when they saw her.
"Morning!" Isabella smiled and nodded as she entered her office. Taking off her jacket, she asked her assistant, "Is Mr. Smith here yet?"
"Yes, he's in his office."
Isabella went to the CEO's office. After knocking on the door, she walked inside.
"Mrs. Miller?" When Mr. Smith saw Isabella, he immediately put down the documents in his hands. He showed her to the reception area and began to make her a cup of tea. "What brings you here, Mrs. Miller?" He asked.
"I want to ask you for a loan." Isabella did not beat around the bush. She then said pleadingly, "Mr. Smith, I have worked for this company for three years. I'm sure you know what kind of person I am. I really hope that you could lend me two million dollars."
For a moment, Mr. Smith was stunned. He said awkwardly, "Mr. Miller, I am not the only one in charge of the company. Also, that is a huge amount of money. Even if I agree, the other directors would not."
"I understand. In that case, can I borrow the money from you personally?" Isabella then added, "Please be assured that I will return you the money within six months with 5% interest!"
"Mrs. Miller, I'm afraid that my hands are tied. My wife handles all of my finances. You know how bossy she is. If she ever found out that I lent someone money, she would kick me out of the house."
Mr. Smith seemed to have thought of something. He asked Isabella, "Hey, isn't your husband an investor? Two million dollars is nothing but pocket change to him. Why didn't you ask him?"
"Him? He's just a small investor." She felt bitter saying those words.
After three years of marriage, she knew nothing about Christian's work besides the fact that he was an investor. After all, their contract stated that his money belonged to him only.
"Mrs. Miller, I really want to help you, but there is nothing I can do." Mr. Smith poured her a cup of tea. "Let me see… How about I give you a raise next month since you have been working really hard recently?"
Isabella knew that there was no point in saying anything else, so she stood up to leave. "I'm sorry to have taken up so much of your time. Thank you for your help."
"No worries, I didn't help much either. You could try getting a bank loan."
"Alright, thank you."
Isabella felt a little irritated after the conversation. She went to the washroom, and seeing that it was empty, she went into a cubicle and lit up a cigarette.
She was not addicted to cigarettes; she only smoked for fun. Ever since she married Christian and learned that he hated the smell of cigarettes, she had never touched one again. Only recently did she pick up the habit again.
Isabella sat on the toilet and smoked with a solemn look.
Ever since she was young, she had always been proud of the fact that her father was a judge. In university, she had even considered majoring in law, but due to a lack of interest, she had ended up choosing finance instead.
She had always felt that her family was unrealistically wealthy. Her father had provided an abundant dowry when she got married, and her family lived in a three-story villa. She had always felt that her father was making too much money, but she didn't overthink it.
It wasn't until a month ago when her father had stopped coming home that She knew her father had been arrested from the news about her father massive corruption.
Her mother had almost cried her eyes out, and her hair had turned white with anxiety.
At that time, Isabella remained calm. While comforting her mother, she contacted lawyers to try to pay back the embezzled money little by little.
She had sold all their real estate, including her dowry property and car. She even swallowed her pride and moved into Christian's apartment. However, she still needed two million dollars. All her relatives refused to associate with her family, much less lend her money.
Over the past half month, she had asked all her close friends for help, but she still failed to borrow a single cent.