After a long negotiation, my family finally agreed to invest in my boyfriend's company. I prepared a love lunch box and told him the news and the true situation of my family.

To give him a surprise, I went directly to his company.

After getting on the elevator, a person rushed in just as the door was about to close.

This man said to me arrogantly:

"I want to take the elevator, please get off quickly!"

Before I could react, she took advantage of my inattention and pushed me down.

After stabilizing myself, I glared at her:

"You're going too far. I was the first one to get on the elevator."

"What's wrong with you getting on the elevator first? This is the Kensington Group, don't you know? I, Isabella Dubois, always come first!"

I wanted to go forward to argue, but the people around me persuaded me to stop:

"Forget it. She's the assistant to the general manager. No one in the company dares to offend her. Just be patient and take the next elevator."

Oh, this is too arrogant.

I called Alexander Kensington directly:

"I heard that your company is centered around Isabella?"

I know Isabella because of Alexander. During that time, he complained to me every day that the HR department hired a girl who knew nothing.

Sure enough, seeing it in person makes the impact even stronger.

"Sophia Rockefeller, I'm in a meeting. I'll talk to you later."

Alexander's tone was a little impatient and he hung up the phone before I could finish.

Thinking that he had been worried about investment recently, I touched the rice in the thermos box and found it was still hot.

It's steak that he likes to eat.

I went upstairs to the company's front desk, but was stopped again.

Isabella frowned and looked at me with disgust:

"Our company doesn't allow takeout, so just leave it there."

Who uses such an exquisite thermal insulation box for takeout?

I took a deep breath, told myself to be well behaved and not argue with the idiot, and said as calmly as possible:

"I'm looking for Alexander."

Isabella came over and looked me up and down, then waved her hand casually:

"Go back, Mr. Kensington doesn't have time today."

"Tell the security downstairs next time not to let anyone in. It makes the whole company smell like smoke."

The receptionist looked at me awkwardly and responded in a low voice.

I had no intention of embarrassing the front desk clerk, so I picked up my phone and called Alexander again.

The phone rang for a long time but no one answered.

When I looked up, Isabella came over with Alexander's phone, with an impatient and slightly smug look on her face:

"You are so shameless, aren't you? Don't you understand why I told you to leave? I told you that Mr. Kensington doesn't have time!"

I couldn't hold back my anger any longer, and said with a gloomy face:

"Give the phone to Alexander!"

"Huh? Are you trying to scare me?" Isabella tilted her head and looked at me, laughing exaggeratedly. "It seems like you don't know who I am?"

Several people next to me whispered to me:

"You'd better leave quickly. Assistant Dubois is the general manager's right-hand man and is highly valued by the general manager."

"It's because Assistant Dubois likes Hello Kitty that our entire company is filled with Hello Kitty elements, and even the cleaning ladies' uniforms are all Hello Kitty."

"Yes, Assistant Dubois has a strong background. I heard that he has a close relationship with the Rockefeller Family in Metropolis City."

"The last person who offended Dubois' assistant still can't find a job and has to go back home."

……

Metropolis CityRockefeller Family? Isn't that my family?

I have loved design since I was a child. My parents and brother all respected me. After graduation, I began to look for inspiration and traveled around.

The scenery of Seabreeze Bay is beautiful, so I lived here for a while and met Alexander.

It's just that I haven't had the right opportunity to tell him my true identity.

I haven't been home for a few years. How come there is still such a person at home?

Looking at all these Hello Kitty elements, I feel like vomiting.

I looked at her coldly and said sarcastically:

"You don't even know who you are, how should I know? You've grown up and you don't even know who you are?"

Isabella was so angry that she threw her phone on the table and pointed at my nose and cursed:

"You bitch, you are shameless, right? Seeing you holding this lunch box, you must be Mr. Kensington delivering lunch, right?"

"As a nanny, you should recognize your status and not think that you have any inappropriate thoughts just because you are a little pretty."

Am I a babysitter?

I looked down at myself. This was the first time someone had said this to me in my life.

The living environment I grew up in has made me rarely have conflicts with others, especially such unreasonable people.

I took a deep breath and emphasized again:

"I'm looking for Alexander. It has nothing to do with you."

Isabella became even angrier and came over to overturn the incubator in my hand:

"I'm telling you today, don't even think about going in when I, Isabella, am here."

The insulated box clanged and banged all over the floor, and the steak was scattered everywhere.

Seeing the ribs I worked so hard to make being ruined like this, I felt my temples throbbing.

This is my first time cooking, and it took me a long time to learn from a master chef before I could make it.

Isabella just spread it like this!

"My skirt—"

Before I could say anything, I heard Isabella scream.

A little bit of the soup splashed onto the edge of her skirt.

"Get off my skirt, you bitch! Or I won't let you go!"

As he said this, he pounced on me with his fangs and claws bared.

I was not afraid at all because I had been practicing Israeli martial arts since I was a child.

He rolled up his sleeves calmly and was about to make a move when he heard a roar from behind him:

"stop--"

"What are you doing making a fuss in the company?"

Alexander came out with a frown on his face.

"Mr. Kensington! This woman insisted on breaking in. I tried to stop her, but she spilled the food all over me..."

Isabella's expression changed instantly and she said aggrievedly.

"And I prepared this set of clothes specially for today's investment meeting."

"This dress of Assistant Dubois seems to cost tens of thousands, right?"

"But it's more than that. Clothes of this brand cost at least hundreds of thousands, and it seems that they can't be washed."

"So expensive? Even if you sell me, I can't afford the compensation."

……

Everyone was talking about it, and Alexander's face became more and more ugly. He said to me coldly:

"Sophia, apologize to Assistant Dubois!"

I couldn't believe my ears, staring into his eyes and asked back:

"Don't you want to know why?"

"Look at Mr. Kensington, she's still quibbling!" Isabella raised her chin and looked at me contemptuously: "My skirt is out of print. If you want me to forgive you, you must kneel down and apologize to me!"

People around me whispered on their phones

"I just searched and found that this skirt is priced at $230,000 on the market. Now that it is out of print, the price is ridiculously high. It is in short supply."

"Assistant Dubois is indeed a young lady who is here to experience life."

“Although $230,000 is a lot, kneeling down to apologize is still a bit…”

……

I completely ignored Isabella and only stared at Alexander.

"Sophia, an investor will be coming to the company this afternoon. Isabella is the one who made the connection. It's very important."

Alexander's eyes struggled, he gritted his teeth and said: "Kneel down and apologize to Isabella."

My heart suddenly felt cold and I closed my eyes tightly.

"Hurry up, while I'm in a good mood and can accept your kneeling apology. If I regret it, you will have to pay me."

Isabella rolled her eyes at me and curled her hair nonchalantly.

I opened my eyes and looked at her coldly:

"Name a price for your skirt and I'll compensate you!"

"Humph," Isabella sneered at me, "This dress has been sold for 490,000 dollars now. Will you pay for it?"

There was shock at the scene when they heard this.

"What? $490,000 for a dress. I don't understand the world of rich people..."

"I would hesitate if it was $230,000, but I would kneel down and apologize immediately if it was $490,000."

……

Alexander saw that I didn't move, frowned and scolded:

"Sophia, how can you have so much money when you are at home all day? I don't have the money to help you pay for it."

I pushed him away and looked at Isabella:

"no problem."

Isabella didn't expect me to agree so she pointed at her skirt and said stubbornly, "You made me unable to wear it for an important meeting this afternoon. Only $490,000 in compensation is a bargain for you."

Isabella lifted her skirt, and I suddenly saw clearly that this skirt seemed to be the one I wore on my 20th birthday.

The neckline has a special dark pattern, which was customized exclusively for me by the brand.

There is only one such thing in the whole world.

You're wearing my clothes and using the Rockefeller Family banner, and now you dare to embarrass me?

I sneered:

"Isabella, now that the issue of compensation for your skirt has been resolved, let's talk about the loss of my belongings."

"What do you have to lose?" Isabella laughed exaggeratedly. "A broken lunch box and a steak? Don't tell me the lunch box is made of gold?"

"This lunch box was bought at an auction. It is made of rare metal and is surrounded by diamonds. The auction price was $520,000."

I spoke calmly, pointing at the ribs on the ground and said:

"This steak was made by Mike from Le Ciel Bleu himself, but now it's worthless in my eyes, so I won't charge you for it."

"Le Ciel Bleu Mike? Isn't that a famous chef?"

"Yes, I heard that many rich people would spend a lot of money to ask him to cook a meal, but he would not agree."

"I'm curious if that lunch box is really that expensive?"

……

Isabella didn't care at all and sneered:

"You are crazy because of poverty. I have heard that Mr. Kensington has a girlfriend who stays at home every day. Women who don't work are prone to fantasies."

As soon as she finished speaking, someone nearby discovered the lunch box and immediately screamed in surprise.

"There really is this lunch box! Oh my God."

"Let me see, it's exactly the same."

……

"Some people are really interesting. They make a replica of an auction item just to cheat someone one day, right?" Isabella kicked the lunch box on the ground. "Besides, who would use an auction item to eat?"

I looked at her coldly, "You can ask someone to identify it."

"I'm generous enough to let you go, but who dared you to come and blackmail me?" Isabella said angrily, "You must kneel down and apologize to me today, or I will never let you go."

At the same time, Isabella deliberately glanced at Alexander and said, "I'm in a bad mood. I'll send a message to the investors and ask them not to come."

When Alexander heard this, he immediately came over and grabbed my arm, then angrily said to me:

"Sophia, stop messing around and kneel down to apologize to Isabella!"

As he said this, he actually tried to press my shoulders down forcefully. I suddenly broke free from his hand, grabbed his wrist with my backhand and pressed hard.

Alexander withdrew his hand in pain and looked at me in disbelief.