Master Odell’s Secret Ex-wife

Chapter 2134

After wrapping up the phone call, the coordinator anxiously approached the man in a suit and spoke in a careful voice," Mr. Roland, Miss Houston's secretary just called me and asked why we chose Isabel to represent our brand in this exhibition. She's threatening to restrict us from the Southboro market.”

Even after hearing this, Roland's expression barely changed.

After a moment, he said with complete disinterest, "Tell her that she’s free to leave if she's not enjoying the show."

The coordinator was just as irked by Clarice’s attitude, but he was in a delicate position. "Well, she's still Miss Houston at the end of the day. Is there any way we can handle this better?"

"No, tell her exactly what I said.”

The coordinator said in a giddy voice, "Sure, I'll get back to her secretary right now.”

Roland had built up the brand from the ground up and set up branches all over the world. Without exaggeration, their brand was a world-class brand. The Houstons may be very influential in Southboro, but that was the extent of their influence.

Even if Clarice was to boycott their jewelry house from Southboro, it would barely hurt their business considering

they had plenty of other markets available to them.

Isabel was still on the glamorous stage with the host, and the two of them conducted the event together.

During their exchange on stage, they made sure to continuously promote the pieces of jewelry on display.

Isabel was very engaged on stage and had excellent chemistry with the host. Not only did she add a wonderful flair to the event, but she also provided a significant boost to the viewership on the live stream.

Meanwhile, below the stage, Clarice and Isabella remained seated in their seats and watched Isabel on stage. Both of them were eagerly waiting to see Isabel getting kicked off stage by the exhibition coordinator.

However, ten grueling minutes had passed, and Isabel finished conducting the event with the host by that point. After that, she graciously stepped off the stage only to be swarmed by a flock of wealthy ladies who were enamored with her and the jewelry she was wearing.

Needless to say, Clarice immediately grew sullen upon witnessing this. She grabbed her phone again and called her secretary.

Isabella looked at Isabel, her eyes green with envy. She pricked up her ears to listen in on Clarice's phone call.

Clarice hissed sharply into the phone, "What's going on? Didn't I tell you to speak to the exhibition coordinator?”

She could not hear what the secretary said on her phone, but judging by Clarice's sour expression, it must not have been anything good.

Clarice gnashed her teeth like a beast and asked sharply, " Hold on, what did they say? Repeat that right now!

"How dare he tell me to leave?! Don't test me. I'll call off this event right now if I have to!"

Her voice to a sharp pitch because of how infuriated she was.

This drew the attention of some of the attendees, and a few of them darted curious glances in her direction.

Clarice could not stomach these people looking at her like that. She was the daughter of the Houstons! She was royalty and commanded respect. To be in her presence was a blessing in itself! She clenched her jaw, tight with nerves, then she promptly got up and stormed outside.

Isabella was upset when she saw Clarice storming off.

Was she not going to do anything about Isabel?

Besides, there was still plenty of luxurious jewelry to see.

As much as she was unwilling to leave just yet, she knew she could not risk getting on Clarice’s bad side. She scoffed mockingly in Isabel's direction, then followed Clarice out of the building. Meanwhile, Isabel was showered with attention from the attendees and barely realized that Clarice and Isabella had left. In fact, they were pretty much told to leave.

She took the time to talk to everyone and took pictures with them. In the middle of all that, she made sure to promote some of the trademark pieces of the jewelry house. Before she knew it, the exhibition was nearing its end.

Throughout the night, she had also noticed several pieces that she fancied as well.

Since she was not in a hurry to leave, she browsed the exhibition for a while and picked up several pieces for herself.

Just as she was about to bring them to the counter to pay for them, the coordinator of the exhibition showed up.

He asked with a warm, welcoming smile, "Miss Isabel, are these your take-homes for the night?” Isabel smiled and nodded.