Next One Is a Babe Chapter 700

Upon hearing that, John chuckled. “I don’t think we have any personal matters to speak of, Miss

Bailey.” His remark was courteous, his tone pleasant, but the content was actually very callous.

On the other end, Isabelle was suddenly at a loss for words.

Putting down the document in his hand, John reclined against his chair. In a placid voice, he remarked,

“I don’t think there are any personal entanglements between us save work, Miss Bailey.”

Isabelle slowly exhaled. “Have you listened to the voice message I sent yesterday, John?”

After a few seconds, John admitted it. “Yeah, I listened to it.”

He has listened to it, yet he said such a thing. Thus, Isabelle understood his stance on the matter. She

then gave a bark of laughter. “You must think me comical, no, John?”

John denied it, saying, “Not at all.”

Her voice tinged with a hint of exasperation, Isabelle commented, “Sorry about that. It wasn’t deliberate

on my part. I imbibed yesterday, so I kind of lost control of myself. If possible, I truly wish that you’d

never find out about it.” Her voice lowered to a whisper, she implored, “Just pretend that you know

nothing about it. I hope it won’t affect the collaboration between us.”

After saying that it wouldn’t, John went silent. It seemed that he truly didn’t have anything to say to her.

In the end, Isabelle laughed. “Alright, then. I won’t keep you from your work any longer. I’ll leave you to

it.” After saying that, she hung up the phone.

John slowly placed his cell phone on the table. Then, he truly resumed perusing documents as before,

not affected in the slightest bit.

Meanwhile, Isabelle’s expression was stained with a trace of self-deprecation as she put her cell phone

down. She’d actually expected such a result. After all, John was very close with Sophia now, so there

wouldn't be much of a reaction even if he knew that she had feelings for him. However, resentment

blazed within her, and she just couldn’t help herself. She massaged her temples, her head feeling

heavy from her excessive drinking last night. But that was secondary, for her heart hurt even more, a

dull pain assailing her.

After some time, she then stood up and walked out with her mug in hand. The moment she exited her

office, she spotted her grandfather stepping out of the elevator. Her father greeted him at the elevator

doors, his voice threaded with a smile. “Why are you here, Dad?”

“I came to see Belle, so just go back to your work. You don’t need to entertain me.” Elder Mr. Bailey’s

voice was deep and resounding.

Just after he’d said that, he caught sight of Isabelle. Thus, Isabelle naturally couldn’t go to the pantry

anymore. She hurried over to him. “You’re here, Grandpa?”

Pinning his gaze on her, her grandfather scrutinized her for a long while before nodding. “I came to visit

you.”

Pinning his gaze on her, her grandfather scrutinized her for a long while before nodding. “I came to visit

you.”

Isabelle pursed her lips. Knowing that he cared a lot about her love life, she murmured, “I talked to

John.”

Elder Mr. Bailey merely nodded without asking her what they talked about. “Let’s talk in your office.”

Isabelle then followed him back to her office. Walking over, he sat on a chair and looked at her. “Child,

it’s obvious that you’re feeling devastated again.”

Isabelle might have denied it for the sake of her preserving dignity in front of others, but when it came

to her grandfather, all her pretense collapsed. All at once, tears streamed down her face, and she

ducked her head. “This is the first time I’ve ever liked someone this much. Why is it so difficult?”

Elder Mr. Bailey sighed. “Difficult? No, not at all. I think there’s still hope for you.”

At this, Isabelle shook her head lightly. “I don’t think so. Grandpa, you might not know this, but Sophia

and John are now very close. I saw them shopping together with John’s mother even. The three of

them were chatting and laughing together. Plus, Sophia is pregnant. Truly, I don’t think I can insert

myself into their relationship anymore.”