Chapter 672 - Six Hundred And Seventy-two: The Great Genuis (2/2)

”No, don't come!” Isabella refused her before she could even finish her statement.

”I'm coming!” Anabelle stood her ground.

”No, you don't!” Isabella had a firm resolve as well.

”I have to take care of my pregnant cousin, don't you think so?” Anabelle claimed to have a good reason for coming.

”No, I don't think so. So don't you dare take a step -”

She interrupted her, ”See you when I arrive, tata!” Anabelle hung up on her.

”Don't you dare come here, Anabelle! Hello?... Hey, Anabelle?!” Isabella glanced down to discover that the call had indeed ended.

”What the f***!” Isabella stood up, cursing as she picked her phone from her desk.

This was the first time Anabelle had an upper hand in an argument and it didn't sit well with her. She was always the one ending the call with finesse, she won't admit defeat!

So she called Anabelle once again but the girl ended the call to her horror.

”Holy mother of God,” Isabella stared at the phone in disbelief. Anabelle ended her call? How was this possible? Anabelle always worshipped her feet and followed her like a loyal puppy? How could her dedication change?

Isabella spent the next fifteen minutes, pacing up and down her office and going over what just happened in her mind. How could this happen?

However, at a point, Isabella asked herself, what the hell was she doing? This was the first time she was this flustered and to think it was all because of Anabelle? No, she was smart. How could a great genius like her react to a little provocation from her annoying cousin?

Isabella walked back to her desk and sat down with pride. She was the great Isabella and nobody ruffles her emotions. She was in perfect control of her life. She attested what happened to be as a result of pregnancy hormone. Yes, that is it. The hormones must be responsible for this.

Meanwhile….

Anabelle walked with a swagger into the company's lobby with a smile on her face. Why was she happy? She pissed off Isabella. Do you know how fulfilling that was?

Isabella was the definition of control and had prided on the fact she was in charge. Thanks to that, her cousin was a prideful person and expected all to be under her dominance. The only person she excepted from that rule was Pedro and Reina - yeah, poor uncle Niklaus.

But then she had hung up on Isabella and although that was not actually an insult, to Isabella, it was a huge deal. However, Anabelle didn't give a deal to her cousin's tantrum, for once she was happy to have ruffled Isabella's emotions.

The feeling was satisfying. Moreover, Isabella loved her too much to hurt her - even though the proud ass wouldn't admit it. What was so hard about showing she cared. Also, she knew how to appease the great Isabella's anger - kill her with kindness.

”Oh my God, isn't that Anabelle?” she was roused from her thoughts by the whispers around her.

The whispers increased and before Anabelle knew it, the workers, one after the other rushed towards her, all demanding for an autograph or to pose for a shot.

Anabelle was not prepared for this, however, by the time she would be done here, her cousin must have calmed down already.. Hehe, she laughed deviously.