Pampered by My Secret Husband

Thomas Shannon never saw him ever again, only sent the K Group executives to handle the reception for him.

Even so, he still tried every possible way to find out Thomas Shannon’s preferences; when he said he wanted to see Cecilia Branford, Andres immediately arranged for Isabel to fly to Country A to meet him.

As the wedding date drew closer, Isabel was busy trying on the wedding dress and the makeup and hair for the wedding day, when Andres, with a phone call, summoned her over; Isabel was extremely reluctant.

Arriving at the hotel where Andres was staying, all her emotions were written on her face. ”Daddy, in the end who is Thomas Shannon, how big a shot is he that I have to come see him myself?”

Hearing his daughter’s ignorant words, Andres’s facial color darkened, and he shouted angrily, ”Insolent!”

Isabel sulkily shut her mouth. She glanced around, and only after Andres had the bodyguard all leave the suite did Isabel walk over to his side and say cautiously, ”Daddy, don’t be mad. Even if they find out, so what? Could they possibly stir up any real waves?”

Andres looked at his brainless daughter with a headache. If she had even half of Cecilia Branford’s cleverness, he wouldn’t be suffering such a headache now.

On weekdays she only knew vanity, jealousy, comparison, indulging in money to the point of no return, and beyond that had no other strengths.

Andres’s face was stern, his tone scolding. ”Isabel, you must remember at every moment, you are now Cecilia Branford, and I am your Uncle. In front of outsiders, if I ever hear you call me Daddy again, I’ll put you under house arrest—don’t step out of the house for one month!”

Isabel gave a snort, her body leaning back on sofa, and said gloomily, ”Got it.”

He glanced at the length of time and added, ”Enough, go get yourself properly ready. You’re meeting Thomas Shannon tonight.”

For this meeting, Andres was unusually attentive, so Isabel was not allowed to make any mistakes.

Annoyed, Isabel waved her hand. ”Got it.”

Isn’t he just a man, what’s the big deal about seeing him.

She, the dignified Miss Cecilia Branford, the No.1 Beauty in Country F, still needs to come meet him in person?

Utterly ridiculous.

Isabel had already decided how she would show Thomas Shannon her contempt and mockery when she saw him tonight.

At 7:00 p.m, Inside Restaurant of Golden Wing Palace’s Cloudtop Restaurant.

Charlie River had already cleared the place in advance; in the spacious restaurant, only the waiter were left.

Andres arrived at Restaurant with Isabel first. The bodyguard were stopped by the man in black, and were only allowed to bring two bodyguards into Restaurant.

The bodyguards were displeased and were about to argue when Andres stopped them with a smile. ”I trust Young Master Shannon. This is his territory; I believe he won’t let anything happen to me.”

”Many thanks for your trust, Mr. Andres. As for security, we will strictly control everything and will not let down your trust.” Charlie River said gradually.

Andres nodded slightly and, led by the waiter, took Isabel to a seat by the window In Front of Dining Table.

Once Isabel sat down, she let all her dissatisfaction show on her face. Andres narrowed his eyes and gave her a glance; Isabel lowered her voice. ”Uncle, Thomas Shannon actually dares to keep us waiting. How extremely rude.”

”Shut up, say less.”

Tonight Isabel had deliberately dressed to the nines, like a noble princess; her stunning beauty, however, was greatly diminished by her temperament.

Andres was counting on Isabel to win Thomas Shannon’s favor and thus push this transaction through. Once this deal went through, his position would be secure.

half an hour later, Thomas Shannon, surrounded by the man in black, stepped into Restaurant.