When Nathan arrived, Isabella had just received a message from her uncle, Charles.
“Isabella, be at the Brooks Corporation at 10 am tomorrow, for the shareholders’ meeting.”
Isabella sneered. That scoundrel was probably laughing his head off right now at his home, believing that since she had broken up with Andrew and wouldn’t be able to get married, that he would completely take over the Brooks Corporation by tomorrow.
“I’ll be there, my dear uncle Charles.” After thinking for a minute, Isabella replied.
(At Charles’s house)
Charles burst into laughter upon receiving her reply.
“That little naive stupid girl! Didn’t she act tough on us the other day? She still had the nerve to reply to my text and call me uncle? Too late! I will kick her for good out tomorrow and let her beg on the
