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

Chapter 148 Schemes And Tricks

"Mr... Mr. Shaw...” Fear filled Isabelle Shelby's heart for a moment. She attempted to calm herself forcibly before she said piteously, "I grew up with Susie and she is also my most precious friend and family member. Why would I break her heart?"

“That’s for the best then." Julian Shaw said expressionlessly, "Will you please leave the room now?"

Julian was behaving way too cold so Isabelle bit her lower lip and said, "Mr. Shaw, you’ve truly misunderstood me."

Julian extended a hand calmly and pointed to the door.

Isabelle was rendered helpless so she could only leave.

"Time for lunch.” Isabelle went downstairs just in time to bump into Susan who had just got out from the kitchen to serve lunch.

Susan felt rather astonished at the sight of Isabelle." Isa, why did you go upstairs?"

Isabelle's heart skipped a beat moment. She smiled, "I saw that it was almost time for lunch so I went upstairs hoping to remind Mr. Shaw and conveniently brought him a plate of fruits." 1 "Oh." Susan nodded but she did not suspect anything."

So is Julian coming down? Lunch is about to be served."

A slight look of embarrassment flushed Isabelle's delicate face. "Nope. Susie, it seems that Mr. Shaw misunderstood me... He seemed to think that I went upstairs to see him with an ulterior motive. Hence, he chased me out of the room before I could even finish m y sentence."

Susan was stunned for a moment.

Isabelle hastily said, "Susie, you know me well. We have been very close since we were young. Mr. Shaw i s your husband so how could I possibly, how could I possibly..."

Nearing the end of her sentence, Isabelle's face blushed scarlet as if she was immensely ashamed. She said slowly, "...have an ulterior motive?"

Susan could not help chuckling upon seeing Isabelle's panicked look. "Isa, don’t fret. Could it be that I still don't know what kind of person you are? Your sister bullied me when we were young and I didn’t suffer too much all thanks to your protection. I know your character very well that you won't engage in that kind of behavior."

"Susie." Isabelle's eyes reddened from feeling touched.

"Don't mind Julian's attitude." Susan smiled. "I shall head upstairs to remind him of lunch and nag him while I'm there." "Hmm." Isabelle nodded and gazed after Susan's silhouette heading upstairs.

Susan walked over to the study room. "Julian, it’s time for lunch."

"Alright." Julian packed up his documents for a moment and stood up.

He hesitated for a moment before he said to Susan, " Susie, will you please stay further away from Isabelle?"

"Why?” asked Susan.

"Listen to me and you won’t be mistaken," said Julian resolutely.

Susan could not help chuckling. "She's only here to remind you about lunch and you find that she is concocting a plot against you? Don't be a narcissist."

Julian frowned. "Did Isabelle talk to you about it?"

"Yup. She told me the whole truth when we were downstairs. Alright, this is just a misunderstanding, don't think too much about that," said Susan smilingly.

Julian pursed his lips and did not comment further.

A faint haze flashed past his eyes.

He had planned to give Susie a good heads up originally.

Yet, he did not expect that Isabelle would actually talk to Susan in advance.

This way, she would be prejudiced by the first impression created by Isabelle and it would not be

effective when he told his side of the story to her.

Hence, he wondered if Isabelle's action was actually due to her ulterior motive, or was he really wrong about her?

"It's still better for you to stay further away from her.” I t was the only thing Julian could say now.

"Noted, noted," answered Susan, but she did not pay too much attention to this.

A few people had lunch at the dining table.

Isabelle kept her eyes down and sat upright appropriately. She looked unusually well-behaved.

Let alone looking at Julian, she did not even shift her gaze to the side.

After lunch, Isabelle spoke, "Susie, I'm really grateful that you didn't fuss about yesterday's incident with m y sister."

"It's fine." Susan said, "I can only hope that I won't meet your sister anymore from now on."

Susan could feel chills running down her back at the thought of Yvonne Shelby's sharp tongue.

Isabelle pressed her lips tightly into a smile, then she said, "So, thank you for your hospitality today, Susie. I shall bid my farewell now."

"Aren’t you going to stay for a little while more?" asked Susan.

"It's okay." Isabelle smiled. "Mr. Shaw, Susie, I shall

leave now, goodbye.”

She spoke politely before she turned around and left.

As soon as Isabelle left, Susan could not help poking Julian’s rib. "See? She is obviously not interested in you. You're a narcissist."

Julian took a side glance at Susan. "Woman, you can call another self-important person a narcissist. Mine i s known as accurate self-awareness. I still think that you should stay further away from this woman.”

Susan stuck out her tongue at him. "Isa is not the person you think she is. However, don't you worry. She and I have our own lives so we won't be meeting each other too much either."

Julian nodded.

Isabelle left the Shaws.

She could not help exhaling a long breath of relief with a remorseful and angry look on her face.

Even though she managed to make it past Susan this time, it was obvious that Julian was on guard against her.

What the heck was actually going on with this man's heart? Why would he behave so icy cold and hard to her despite her taking the initiative to come on to him?

Fortunately, she was glad she did not do it too obviously. Otherwise, it would be hard to clear her name.

Isabelle returned to her home.

"Isa, how's it?” Mr. Shelby and Mrs. Shelby gathered around her anxiously.

"Susan promised that she will join Seth to plead for mercy. There shouldn't be much problem with the Leeds family." Isabelle's lips cracked into a faint smile.

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While Mrs. Shelby felt relieved, she could not help muttering, "I don't know what kind of good fortune dawns upon Susan either. She has actually turned into Mrs. Shaw overnight! This way, won't our entire family still need to beg for mercy from her?"

"I told you that we must never cross the line in whatever we do!” Mr. Shelby took a glance at her unpleasantly. "If you treated her slightly better when w e adopted her earlier, she would now owe us a debt of gratitude. With the help of the Shaw family, would we still fear not making enough money?”

"Your reckoning comes a little too late now. I remember you didn't treat her that well either at the time." Mrs. Shelby panicked as well.

Isabelle watched helplessly as they were about to quarrel so she said gently, "Dad, mom, let's not fight anymore. I’m still on good terms with Susie. I will keep in touch with her."

Mr. Shelby could not help cracking into a gratified smile on his face. "Thank god for Isa."

As he was speaking, Mr. Shelby could not refrain himself from glaring at Yvonne. "You're an idiot. Why haven't you learned from your sister? You got yourself into big trouble this time. Had it not been for your younger sister, it'd all be over for our Shelby family, do you know that?"

"I didn’t know Susan was Mrs. Shaw either...” refuted Yvonne.

"You ungrateful little sh*t, you're simply impenitent." Mr. Shelby picked up a belt and lashed at her. "I'm going to teach you a good lesson today."

Watching Yvonne moaning in pain as she got beaten u p, Isabelle tried to persuade her father lightly but there was a joyous glint in her eyes.

Her parents were always biased toward Yvonne in the past. However, an earth-shattering transformation was about to take place in the Shelby family in regards to her and Yvonne's statuses in the family after this incident.

Isabelle was well aware of how this happened.

Thus, she would tightly hold onto her lifeline: Susan.