Such a man, behaving jealously in the morning, afraid she’d fancy soone else.
How could that be possible?
With his habit of splurging tens of millions or even over a hundred million at a ti, who could possibly compare?
Isabella Weaver pressed her phone to her chest and said softly, "You’re using money to spoil , making not want to work anymore, just to be a lazy bum."
"Sure, I’ll support you."
Harry Hunter couldn’t be happier.
If she really stopped working, he could take her with him whenever he went on business trips.
Isabella Weaver poked his waist with her finger, "I was just saying, you really believed it."
"I knew you were just teasing , President Weaver."
Isabella Weaver laughed. Every ti he called her President Weaver, she felt an inexplicable sense of pride, straightening her back and feeling confident. "President Hunter, please guide !"
"I wouldn’t dare. President Weaver is number one, I’m just second. I’ll listen to you."
"Then I want to see handso guys. I heard there’s a famous strip club in Europe, and I want to see handso guys dance."
"No way!"
"You just said you’d listen to everything I say, liar!"
"I’ll listen to everything else you say, but not this. No looking at any handso guys! No, there are no handso guys, your man is the most handso, and tonight I’ll let you get an eyeful!"
...
The next morning, Isabella Weaver didn’t dare ntion seeing handso guys again. She’d hardly dare provoke Harry Hunter anymore, fearing for her life.
She didn’t even dare glance at Jace during breakfast, sitting beside a blonde, blue-eyed hunk at the next table, she kept her eyes straight ahead, as if only Young Master Hunter existed in her world.
Harry Hunter was very satisfied with this. It seed he hadn’t been trying hard enough before; now that he’d fully satisfied his little wife, she’d finally stopped eyeing others.
He still had work plans today, so after breakfast, he parted ways with Isabella Weaver, bringing David and Jace for work, while Grace Watt and Little Jace followed Isabella Weaver to ensure her safety.
Isabella Weaver dove into a small workshop from yesterday, learning from the master craftsn all day long.
Today’s learning was quite substantial and very practical.
Moonlight Jewelry’s watches target the young market, with prices all below ten thousand, not needing too high-end movents.
Fashion watches still focus on novel exterior designs, and high-end movents would significantly increase costs, which doesn’t align with their market positioning.
She gained a lot of inspiration today and felt increasingly confident that she could make Moonlight Watch surpass the forr Weaver Clan Watch, becoming the most popular watch among young people!
Harry Hunter, upon finishing work and coming to pick up Isabella Weaver, found her sketching again.
The boss beside her was exclaiming constantly in Italian, praising her designs.
Isabella Weaver couldn’t understand what he was saying; they had communicated in English before, and when the boss got excited and spoke in his native language, she could only smile without speaking.
Seeing Harry Hunter, she imdiately pulled him over, "Quick, translate what he’s saying for ?"
Harry Hunter chuckled lightly, "He’s praising your beauty and saying your designs are even more stunning, and he wants to collaborate with you."
"Sure, Moonlight has a branch in Europe, he can co to our company to select designs, and I can send people to learn technology."
Harry Hunter translated in Italian, and the two reached a preliminary cooperation agreent.
In high spirits, Isabella Weaver bid farewell to the boss, left the small workshop, and instead of getting into Harry Hunter’s car, she strolled hand in hand with him through the small town in Italy.
"How co you’re so amazing, speaking Italian so fluently? I struggle even with English."
"Languages are simple, you can learn them if you want. I think you’re the amazing one, with incomparable design talent, even such a proud boss was touched by you."
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