255 The Stretton Group
In a trance, Isabella wanted to hold the wall to stand up. The door was pushed open by someone. Isabella lost her balance and fell to the ground.
Angelina walked in. She said, âMy God! Isabella, what happened to you?â
âDo you have any new news?â
Isabella did not care about herself and hurriedly asked.
Good news!â
Angelina revealed an excited smile, âJoseph has successfully escaped danger!â
âIs he safe?â Isabella asked excitedly.
âHe is!â
Angelina touched Isabellaâs head and was moved to tears. She said, âI heard that although he was injured, he successfully rescued the hostage and escaped safely.â
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âThatâs great!â
Isabella burst into tears, âI knew that he would be fine!â
âYou are right.â
They hugged and cried happily. Angelina helped Isabella up, âWhy are you by the door? Did you not sleep the entire night?â
âItâs been a night?â
Isabella said as she wiped her tears happily, âLet me give him a call.â
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Angelina said as she touched Isabellaâs eyes tenderly, âLook at yourself, your eyes are swollen like walnuts.â
âItâs fine if itâs swollen like a watermelon. As long as Joseph can come back safely, anything is worth it!â
âYes.â
Angelina stood up with a smile, âWell. You can contact him. Iâll go down to see Grandpa. He hasnât slept for the whole night.â
âI see.â
After Angelina left, Isabella impatiently contacted Joseph.
The phone rang.
She waited for the call to be connected. Every time it rang, Isabellaâs heart beat wildly.
Finally, it connected! She finally contacted him!
Someone picked up the call.
When the call connected, Isabella shouted excitedly, âJoseph! I missed you so much!â
There was a moment of silence on the other side. Isabella looked at the phone screen in confusion and confirmed that it was connected. At this moment, a womanâs voice came from the other side, âMay I know who are you?â
Isabella was stunned, âIsnât it Josephâs phone?â
âYes, it is. Who are you?â
Isabella frowned, âIâm his girlfriend. Who are you? Give the phone to Joseph, please. I want to talk to him.â
The other party was silent. Isabella was about to ask again when the other party suddenly said, âJoseph is being treated. Donât call him again.â
Isabella came to a realization and said happily, âI see! You are the nurse who takes care of him, right? Itâs fine. I wonât call him for the time being. Ask him to accept the treat, please. I will...â
The call ended.
Isabella looked at the phone in confusion.
âWhat the hell?â
Isabella pouted unhappily, but when she thought that the woman might have hung up because she was taking care of Joseph, she felt relieved.
As long as Joseph was safe, she would be happy!
Isabella happily went downstairs. Charlie was in his room to catch up on sleep because he was worried the whole night. Only Angelina was at the dining table.
âI didnât hear Josephâs voice. It was the woman who was taking care of him who picked up my call. She said that Joseph is receiving treatment.â Isabella said as she went downstairs.
âThe woman who took care of him?â Angelina paused for a moment.
âYes. She might be a nurse.â
Isabella sat down and asked worriedly, âIs Josephâs injury serious?â
âI have no idea about the details. He didnât allow Gerry to speak. But there shouldnât be any problems. He said he would be back in a day.â
Angelina handed the jam in front of her to Isabella. Her beautiful face did not have any flaws because of the whole night of hard work. She said, âDonât worry. Just go to school.â
âI see.â
Isabella looked at the time and wolfed down a few mouthfuls of rice before quickly getting up. She said, âIâll be leaving first. There are still two classes in the morning.â
âWait, Isabella.â
âWhat?â Isabella stopped in her tracks.
Angelinaâs beautiful eyes flashed, but in the end, she lowered her eyes to cover up the strange look in her eyes. She said, âIsabella, although I havenât been with you for a long time, I like you. I like your frankness and kindness. You care about all of us.â
âThank you! I also like you very much. I like Joseph very much. I like grandpa. I like everyone here!â
Isabella put on a bright smile, put on her schoolbag, and ran out of the door in a good mood...
When Angelina saw Isabella leave, she sighed softly. William bowed and said, âMr. Joseph will be back tomorrow. Miss Isabella doesnât know anything. In this case...â
âIt doesnât matter.â
Angelina pinched her forehead with her red nails and said worriedly, âTell Joseph to come back two hours earlier. I have to go to the airport early to intercept Joseph tomorrow. He is definitely not allowed to bring Stella back.â
âYes.â
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Josephâs safety made Isabella in a good mood. After class in the morning, she took a car to the City Design Institute.
âOctavio, Iâve come to you again.â
When Isabella entered, Octavio was hanging up his phone. When he saw her enter, he greeted her happily. Then he asked, âIsabella, are you preparing to make up for yesterdayâs meal?â
Isabella smiled, âA meal is nothing. You helped me solve a big problem, and you are my benefactor.â
âReally? Do you want to use a meal to mess with me? How about marrying me?â
Isabella was used to Octavioâs glib tongue and said seriously, âHas you already found out?â
âSure! How could I dare to disobey your orders?â
Octavio smiled and handed over a folder to her. He said, âAfter you called me this morning, I went to the filing room. I found some information.â
The designer of the Slikeâs Restaurant was called Carl. Because of the innovative design philosophy of Slikeâs Restaurant, he had been nominated for the highest award in the design world, the Golden Pencil Awards. Although it was only a third award at that time, it was still a very impressive performance.
Moreover, after that, Carl used this gimmick to quickly establish his Smith Design. He actively contracted the business and quickly rose in the past ten years. He had a good reputation in the design industry of Peace City.
âThe Golden Pencil Awards...â
Isabella quickly flipped through the information in her hand. She asked, âThere are no photos or scripts?â
âApart from the organizers of the Golden Pencil Awards and Carl, there shouldnât be anyone else who has the script.â
âThen who was the organizer of that year?â Isabella immediately asked.
âThatâs a good question.â
Octavio took out a white card from the drawer. He said, âI have no idea about it, but thereâs someone who should know it. You can go and ask him.â
âWho is him?â
âThe handsome guy you met, Cedric.â
Octavio handed the card to Isabella and said, âThe Stretton Group has always been the sole sponsor of the Golden Pencil Awards.â