Fated Marriage Spoiled by My Ice Billionaire novel Chapter 60

Isabelle teased, "Trying to seduce Mr. Cross."

The way she said the word "seduce" instantly painted a vivid, tempting picture in everyone's mind.

Isabelle and Eleanor burst out laughing at their workstations, clinking their coffee mugs together before taking a sip.

"Ahem..." A cough sounded from behind them.

Isabelle and Eleanor spun their chairs around to find Damian and Ashley walking toward them.

Brian, who was with them, shot Isabelle a meaningful look.

Ashley's face darkened, her jaw tightening. Damian, however, looked momentarily caught off guard, his usual inscrutable expression giving way to something noticeably more relaxed.

What's going on today? He has been to the design department more this morning than in the past month.

Sure, they joked about Damian all the time, but getting caught red-handed was a first.

No one said a word, pretending nothing had happened. Brian quickly ushered Ashley and Damian into the manager's office and closed the door.

"Mr. Cross heard you want to seduce him," Eleanor said, adding fuel to the fire.

Isabelle sighed, "I know."

Eleanor added, "And I felt Ms. Debose's murderous vibe. Trust me, once Mr. Cross leaves, you'll be the first one called into her office."

"It can't be that bad..." Isabelle smiled wryly.

After running into Ashley at Fashion Week, she thought that was the end of it. She never expected Ashley to be an employee at Damian's branch office.

Sure enough, after Brian and Damian left, Ashley called Isabelle into her office.

"Eleanor, you're a psychic!" Isabelle said helplessly.

"Good luck, Ms. Foster," Eleanor replied, patting her shoulder.

Ashley wore a white, V-neck bodycon dress that showed off her figure. Her hair was styled, and pearl earrings completed her polished look.

In contrast, Isabelle wore white sneakers, skinny jeans, and a light blue, off-shoulder sweater. The difference was clear: one was mature and sophisticated, the other fresh and casual.

Ashley swiveled slightly in her executive chair.

"Ms. Foster," she said.

They clearly heard what we said earlier. Is she really that unconcerned?

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