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?

costume designer?” Isabelle retorted furiously upon seeing the

 

her heart as she knew she wasn’t

after being crushed by Natalie a few times so she could defeat Natalie in

 

she wasn’t talented at all. After she begged her grandfather, he asked

the designers here, but she wasn’t talented at all and couldn’t even understand

had just arrived

waved her hands. “Everyone has a choice to choose their jobs. I’m just curious as to why you chose this job, Ms. Moore. That’s

mocking

Gritting 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! I’ll make sure to

smile widened. “So can I assume you became a designer to

chin up and

laughter and said, “If that’s the case, I wish you the

past her to enter the

arm. “Wait. You didn’t say why you are

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