The Pampering CEO: Don't Mess With My Secretly-Married Sweet Wife

Chapter 192 Male Host

"I'll see what I can do,” Isabelle nodded fleetingly.

Mr. Shelby ignored her indifference and his face lit up with rekindled hope. He hastily said, "Good, good. You should go and rest now, Isa. Tomorrow, you go and accompany Madam Shaw again. It’s all up to you now."

Mr. Shelby’s change was faster than flipping a book.

Isabelle gave a smirk and went into her room.

'What a bunch of idiots!'

She despised her family. Other families would do anything to help each other, but her family would only drag her down.

Isabelle took a deep breath. The silver lining was that she did not put all eggs in a basket. She had been working very hard to curry favor with Madam Shaw, and now her effort finally paid off.

On the next day, Isabelle got up very early and went to meet Madam Shaw. However, what she did not expect was she was blocked by the guard.

"I’m sorry miss, but you can't go in."

Isabelle was stunned, "I can't go in?"

Refusing to accept, she pressed on, "Why you can't let me in? I've been here every day. Remember?" "Well, the fact is you're not allowed to enter right now," the guard said matter-of-factly.

Isabelle bit her lower lip as understanding soon dawned upon her.

The order was from Julian.

Was it that important to him if she really was Little Flower or not? Even if her identity was borrowed and that she truly was not Little Flower, her feelings towards him were real.

When she thought about Julian's indifferent gaze, Isabelle felt a piercing pain to her heart as if she had been stabbed.

She pushed the pain away and said calmly, "Okay, I won’t go in. I'll wait for Madam Shaw here."

No sooner had she decided to wait for Madam Shaw then Mr. Shelby's phone call came.

The moment she answered the phone, Mr. Shelby’s voice bellowed out, "Get the f*ck home immediately!"

"What's wrong?" Isabelle was taken aback by her father's fury.

"What's wrong? You still have the guts to ask me what is wrong?” Mr. Shelby raised his voice a full octave," All our business partners have canceled their orders. They even said that they will not cooperate with us anymore. They told me it’s because you've infuriated Julian Shaw, and he’s getting revenge on us. Get the hell back to the house, right now!"

Isabelle felt as if a bolt of lightning had hit her head.

She had just decided to wait for Madam Shaw, and Julian had begun making his move.

He was giving her a warning. He was telling her to stay away from Madam Shaw, or else there would be more severe revenge awaiting her ahead.

Isabelle began to shake uncontrollably.

She could not fathom why Julian had to do this to her. Even if she deceived her, it was because she loved him too much. Did he not have feelings for her too? Just because she was not Little Flower,

he abandoned all his feelings away?

Isabelle gritted her teeth.

'Susan, Susan, Susan! It's all that woman's fault! Were i t not for her, Julian would never treat me this way.'

Isabelle clenched her fists tight as a dark glint crossed her eyes.

She did not dare to wait for Madam Shaw anymore.

The Shelbys was Julian's first target in his revenge plan. If she still refused to go, she was afraid that he would turn the spearhead at her directly. She did not want that to happen.

The moment Isabelle arrived at her home, the first thing that greeted her was Mr. Shelby's angry roar," You’re finally back, you useless b*tch! Didn’t you promise that Madam Shaw was going to help us? If then why is Julian Shaw attacking us? Why is Madam Shaw doing nothing? Besides, it's exactly because of you that Julian Shaw went all out on us. Now all of our partners have canceled their orders, and our company is losing money every day. If you didn't provoke Julian Shaw and pretended to be Little Flower, at least our company could still function normally now. It's all your fault!" 1

Isabelle found Mr. Shelby's wrenched face laughable. She could not fathom why he had to be so angry. Was he not the one who approved whatever she was doing previously? Did he not praise her for her wit? Did he not say she was the glory of the Shelbys? Then why did he push all the blame onto her when everything began to fall apart?

Isabelle’s silence did not calm Mr. Shelby down but further infuriated him.

"Talk, you little b*tch! Don’t think that you can get away this time by playing dumb," Mr. Shelby took down his shoe and began beating Isabelle.

He was filled with both indignant and anxious. His business which he had put all his blood, sweat, and tears into developing was on the brink of collapse.

How could he not be apprehensive? Not to mention that the main culprit who caused this was none other than his own daughter. If beating Isabelle to death could bring his business back, he would do it without any hesitation.

Isabelle gritted her teeth and endured her father’s fury. The very act of lifting her head had become an arduous task right now, but she bore through it and raised her head a little. She saw her mother as putting a facial mask on her face while Yvonne was nibbling o n a snack and looking at her with a gloating smile tugging at the corner of her lips. None of them showed any intention of giving her a hand.

When Yvonne sensed her gaze, she laughed coldly, " Why are you looking at me? Do you think Julian is going to come to your rescue?"

Yvonne was not as worried as Isabelle. The downfall o f their family business had just begun, so the impact o f the ruin had not reached her yet. Besides, although she failed to become Julian’s wife in the end, it did not matter to her anymore. Right now, she only wanted to see how miserable Isabelle would end up.

Be that as it may, she still thanked Isabelle for helping her deviate their father's fury. If it were not for Isabelle, their father would still be beating her right now.

After what it seemed like an eternity, Mr. Shelby finally stopped.

Dragging her battered body, Isabelle went back to her own room silently.

The moment she was in her room, the numb expression on her face scrunched up into a hateful, ugly expression.

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Truth be told, there were times she wanted to destroy them all. However, this time, the main culprit who put

her into such a situation was Susan. 3

The person she hated the most would forever be Susan as well.

With a frigid countenance, she made a call.

"How is everything going?"

"It's going very well. She already believes that I am Little Leaf.”

"Excellent. She's disappointed at Julian and now she believes you’re Little Leaf. All the conditions have been met, so it's the best time for you to make your move already. You're the top male host in Fame Club, s o I guess it shouldn't be a problem for you to settle her, right?" Isabelle said coldly.

"Rest assured. Give me one week. I'll make sure she will fall head over heels for me."

"Okay. I’ll give you one week," Isabelle nodded, "It's your time to shine now."

After that, she hung up the call, her face cold and bereft of any emotion.

She did not expect Julian to find out the truth so soon. According to her plan, if Julian still could not make up his mind between her and Susan, she would help him t o make the choice. Therefore, she made use of Susan's pride and forced her away from him. Then, she planted a male host who knew his way around women beside Susan.

The male host would then pretend to be Little Leaf.

With his superb skill at picking up women, Isabelle was certain that it was only a matter of time for Susan, who had just ended her relationship with Julian, to fall for him.

Then, by the time Julian found out that Susan had fallen in love with another man, he would be so disappointed with Susan that he would give up on her. By then, she would take advantage of the situation and become Julian's wife.

Unfortunately, Julian had found out about her plan, and he was distancing himself from her.

However, Isabelle was not disheartened. She knew that Julian was angry because he was still in love with Susan. Right now, she just needed to wait another week. After a week, Susan would fall in love with the male host. Then, she would find a chance and show Julian that Susan had shifted her love to another man. At that time, Julian would be very disappointed with Susan and he would begin to realize how good she was. 4

She was certain that a prideful man like Julian would never allow betrayal. At that time, even if Susan realized that she had been deceived by the male host, Julian would never be with her anymore.

'Yes, I just need to wait another week. I still have a chance. I still have a chance...' Isabelle murmured, a manic glint flashing in her eyes.