CEO's Passion: Love by Mistake

It was Isabelle Moore, Alfred Moore's granddaughter.

Isabelle was clearly surprised to see Natalie here, too. Her surprise quickly turned to fury. “It's you?”

Natalie smiled and nodded. “Yes, it's me. Long time no see. Are you an employee here, Ms. Moore?”

She glanced at Isabelle's staff ID on her neck and arched a brow.

Why is Isabelle from the Moore family working in Thompson Group? This is strange.

“That's right!” Isabelle's chest puffed up proudly. “You're not exactly right, though. I'm not just any employee. I'm a designer at the design department.”

Oh. That's why she came out of this elevator.

“Designer?” Natalie's eyes widened incredulously. She gave Isabelle the once-over and asked, “Are you a costume designer?”

That's impossible! Alfred wants his granddaughter to become a designer, but she isn't talented at all. Her drawings are practically kids' scribblings. How did she qualify to be a designer?

a costume designer?” Isabelle retorted

she couldn't stop guilt from spreading in her heart as she knew she

to be one after being crushed by Natalie a few times so

she begged her grandfather, he asked

wasn't talented at all and couldn't even understand anything. Hence, she spent her days

now, she had

a choice to choose their jobs. I'm just curious as to why you chose this job, Ms.

flashed a mocking smile in Isabelle's

knew Natalie was mocking her. Gritting her teeth, she declared, “That's none of your business! I remembered what you did to me. One day, I shall return everything

assume you became a designer

and replied smugly, “Yep!

stifled back her laughter

past

You didn't say why you