Chapter 175

Chapter 175

Michael smiled slightly, "As long as you come to the party with me, that house is yours."

Isabella gritted her teeth and quickly made up her mind, "Fine, I'll go with you."

Night fell.

The two attended the party dressed to the nines.

As soon as they appeared, they instantly attracted many people's attention.

The situation between Michael and the Bailey family had been making waves for a while now. In everyone's eyes, his marriage to Luna was a done deal.

After all, the two families had so many business interests tied together—it wasn't something that could be sorted out with just a few words.

But now, attending such a party, Michael had brazenly brought Isabella along, which was quite shocking.

Of course, what was even more stunning was that Michael actually took Isabella to greet the Bailey family.

Were people really this blatant about flaunting their mistresses these days?

Sensing those prying eyes, Isabella felt somewhat uncomfortable.

Isabella thought for a moment and didn't waste too much time. Coming to this kind of place wasn't just about attending the party—more importantly, it was about networking. Now with Michael backing her up, there were many opportunities.

So while Michael was socializing, Isabella didn't sit idle either. She began networking with guests whose companies weren't too large.

In the banquet hall, Isabella was different from her usual shy self, now moving smoothly among those business owners.

Of course, these bosses gave Isabella face because they'd seen her walk in with Michael.

After some brief pleasantries, someone soon brought up the topic of cooperation.

Isabella was naturally willing and proactively handed out her business card, "Although I haven't been back in the country long, my professional abilities are quite solid. I hope we'll have opportunities to work together."

"Of course we can. I heard your company is about to hold its anniversary celebration. I wonder if we'll have a chance to attend? Or whether Mr. Johnson will have time."

"Right, speaking of which, we really respect Mr. Johnson, but unfortunately, whenever we attend parties, we're always too far away and never get a chance to talk."

It was obvious that everyone wanted to work with Isabella not because they valued her abilities, but because they valued Michael behind her.

In the past, Isabella would naturally have been angry and disappointed about this, but now she felt completely different. She smiled slightly, her expression elegant and composed.

"Of course you can. Our company has a partnership with the Johnson Group, so they'll definitely attend. You're all welcome to come too."

"That's wonderful! We'll look forward to it then. I'll come to your company tomorrow to discuss cooperation and sign the contract."

"I have a business trip tomorrow, so the timing's not great, but I'll send our company's manager to sign the agreement. Looking forward to working together."

After another half hour of hustling, Isabella found a quiet corner to sit down and let out a deep breath.

In the past, at this kind of event, she was always the center of attention—whether as the Taylor family's daughter or as Michael's wife, she never needed to take the initiative with others.

Now the situation was completely different.

At a wedding banquet, she had to actively approach and get to know those people.

What's more, she had to maintain a neither humble nor arrogant attitude, which was really exhausting.

But there were gains in the end.

If these contracts went smoothly, the commission would be a considerable income. Not only that, her boss had once said that as long as her business volume reached a certain level, she could be promoted to partner.

It wasn't just an economic change, but also a change in status.

Isabella sat quietly, watching people come and go around her, feeling quite strongly that things had changed while people remained.

Suddenly, her view was blocked.

Looking at the person in front of her, Isabella frowned slightly, "What? Are you here to cause trouble?"

"Of course not. I just came to see you. I know you and Michael have been together lately, but so what? Our two families are about to officially sign a cooperation agreement, and we'll be entering foreign markets together. Do you know what that means?"

According to the rules of wealthy families, if two families had already signed a cooperation agreement, it meant that a marriage alliance was inevitable.

But thinking about what Michael had said, the Luna in front of her was probably being kept in the dark.

Isabella inexplicably felt the person in front of her was a bit pitiful.

From beginning to end, in everyone's eyes, Luna and Michael's marriage was a done deal, and Luna would become Michael's wife. But little did anyone know, the two families had long been playing games behind the scenes. The only reason they hadn't canceled the engagement yet was because they hadn't settled on the terms.

Taking a deep breath, Isabella rarely showed any hostility, "Then congratulations."

"No need for such words. I know you're jealous, but what can you do about it? Who told you that you've now become a rat crossing the street? Of course, if your family hadn't gone bankrupt, the situation would be completely different."

Luna looked at the item in her hand, smiling even more brightly, "Look at this. Grandfather gave it to me when I left home. Beautiful, isn't it?"

It was a bracelet worth ten million dollars.

This probably wasn't just a casual gift, but compensation.

Isabella smiled, "It is indeed beautiful, but there's something I should remind you of. Even if you're about to get married, so what? Shouldn't you plan for yourself? For example, your company and other assets."

Perhaps because they were both women, Isabella couldn't just watch Luna being kept in the dark and eventually being deceived until she had nothing left.

So she couldn't help but give a warning.

Luna laughed coldly, "You don't need to be so passive-aggressive here. What are you trying to remind me of? I don't need your help. Just wait and see—I'm the one who'll come out on top."

Isabella didn't say more, but picked up a glass of juice and took a light sip.

Luna continued, "I heard you're pulling in orders for your company now. You're so stupid—why are you still doing this kind of thing? Shouldn't you just grab some money and go back abroad?"

Once she married into the family, the first person she'd deal with would be Isabella.

The sooner she removed this thorn in her side, the better.

The malice in Luna's eyes was practically overflowing—it was hard to ignore.

Isabella sighed.

Some people weren't worth sympathizing with.

Luna in front of her was exactly like that.

She was clearly about to fall into crisis herself, yet she was still thinking about scheming against others.

Stupid and unaware of it.

Isabella looked deeply at Luna, about to leave, when several wealthy young ladies walked over.

Seeing Isabella and Luna together, they immediately gathered around with expressions like they were about to watch a good show.

"Ms. Bailey, what are you doing? Are you trying to teach your fiancé's mistress a lesson? Some people just don't know their place—they really think that just because they have a pretty face they can seduce anyone. They don't even look at who they've offended."