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?

designer?” Isabelle retorted furiously upon

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

by Natalie a few times so she could defeat

at all. After she begged her grandfather, he asked Shane for a favor and got her into the

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

now, she had just

to choose their jobs. I'm just curious as to why you chose this job, Ms. Moore. That's a foolish move,

a mocking smile in Isabelle's

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

widened. “So can I assume you became a designer

up and

back her laughter and said, “If that's the case,

that, Natalie stepped past her to enter the

You didn't

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