Isabella watched as Ethan’s fiancee wanders into the cafeteria like she owns the place. “Uhh..” Isabella stutters shoving her fur coat out of her sight. “I'm Madelyn Jason, Jason industries, I'm sure you've heard of that. And as the new cleaner, you'll probably be seeing me here a lot and--”
“I’m not a cleaner. I am Isabella Jonathan, the new supervisor.” Isabella corrected her, assuming Madelyn doesn't know her. But did she really looked like a cleaner? “Oh. Well, in any case...” She gave Isabella a meaningful look, clearly expecting her to step out of her way. “It’s weird that no one invited you to Mr. Grayson’s birthday dinner, not even him.”
“I’m sure he would've invited me over if he knew I was back in town, isn't that right sugar bear?” She went in to hug him but he stopped h
