255 The Stretton Group


    In a trance, Isabe wanted to hold the wall to stand up. The door was pushed open by someone. Isabe lost her bnce and fell to the ground.


    Angelina walked in. She said, “My God! Isabe, what happened to you?”


    “Do you have any new news?”


    Isabe did not care about herself and hurriedly asked.


    Good news!”


    Angelina revealed an excited smile, “Joseph has sessfully escaped danger!”


    “Is he safe?” Isabe asked excitedly.


    “He is!”


    Angelina touched Isabe’s head and was moved to tears. She said, “I heard that although he was injured, he sessfully rescued the hostage and escaped safely.”


    .....


    “That’s great!”


    Isabe burst into tears, “I knew that he would be fine!”


    “You are right.”


    They hugged and cried happily. Angelina helped Isabe up, “Why are you by the door? Did you not sleep the entire night?”


    “It’s been a night?”


    Isabe said as she wiped her tears happily, “Let me give him a call.”


    “How stupid you are...”


    Angelina said as she touched Isabe’s eyes tenderly, “Look at yourself, your eyes are swollen like walnuts.”


    “It’s fine if it’s swollen like a watermelon. As long as Joseph cane back safely, anything is worth it!”


    “Yes.”


    Angelina stood up with a smile, “Well. You can contact him. I’ll go down to see Grandpa. He hasn’t slept for the whole night.”


    “I see.”


    After Angelina left, Isabe impatiently contacted Joseph.


    The phone rang.


    She waited for the call to be connected. Every time it rang, Isabe’s heart beat wildly.


    Finally, it connected! She finally contacted him!


    Someone picked up the call.


    When the call connected, Isabe shouted excitedly, “Joseph! I missed you so much!”


    There was a moment of silence on the other side. Isabe looked at the phone screen in confusion and confirmed that it was connected. At this moment, a woman’s voice came from the other side, “May I know who are you?”


    Isabe was stunned, “Isn’t it Joseph’s phone?”


    “Yes, it is. Who are you?”


    Isabe frowned, “I’m his girlfriend. Who are you? Give the phone to Joseph, please. I want to talk to him.”


    The other party was silent. Isabe was about to ask again when the other party suddenly said, “Joseph is being treated. Don’t call him again.”


    Isabe came to a realization and said happily, “I see! You are the nurse who takes care of him, right? It’s fine. I won’t call him for the time being. Ask him to ept the treat, please. I will...”


    The call ended.


    Isabe looked at the phone in confusion.


    “What the hell?”


    Isabe pouted unhappily, but when she thought that the woman might have hung up because she was taking care of Joseph, she felt relieved.


    As long as Joseph was safe, she would be happy!


    Isabe happily went downstairs. Charlie was in his room to catch up on sleep because he was worried the whole night. Only Angelina was at the dining table.


    “I didn’t hear Joseph’s voice. It was the woman who was taking care of him who picked up my call. She said that Joseph is receiving treatment.” Isabe said as she went downstairs.


    “The woman who took care of him?” Angelina paused for a moment.


    “Yes. She might be a nurse.”


    Isabe sat down and asked worriedly, “Is Joseph’s injury serious?”


    “I have no idea about the details. He didn’t allow Gerry to speak. But there shouldn’t be any problems. He said he would be back in a day.”


    Angelina handed the jam in front of her to Isabe. Her beautiful face did not have any ws because of the whole night of hard work. She said, “Don’t worry. Just go to school.”


    “I see.”


    Isabe looked at the time and wolfed down a few mouthfuls of rice before quickly getting up. She said, “I’ll be leaving first. There are still two sses in the morning.”


    “Wait, Isabe.”


    “What?” Isabe stopped in her tracks.


    Angelina’s beautiful eyes shed, but in the end, she lowered her eyes to cover up the strange look in her eyes. She said, “Isabe, although I haven’t been with you for a long time, I like you. I like your frankness and kindness. You care about all of us.”


    “Thank you! I also like you very much. I like Joseph very much. I like grandpa. I like everyone here!”


    Isabe put on a bright smile, put on her schoolbag, and ran out of the door in a good mood...


    When Angelina saw Isabe leave, she sighed softly. William bowed and said, “Mr. Joseph will be back tomorrow. Miss Isabe doesn’t know anything. In this case...”


    “It doesn’t matter.”


    Angelina pinched her forehead with her red nails and said worriedly, “Tell Joseph toe back two hours earlier. I have to go to the airport early to intercept Joseph tomorrow. He is definitely not allowed to bring Ste back.”


    “Yes.”


    ...


    Joseph’s safety made Isabe in a good mood. After ss in the morning, she took a car to the City Design Institute.


    “Octavio, I’vee to you again.”


    When Isabe entered, Octavio was hanging up his phone. When he saw her enter, he greeted her happily. Then he asked, “Isabe, are you preparing to make up for yesterday’s meal?”


    Isabe smiled, “A meal is nothing. You helped me solve a big problem, and you are my benefactor.”


    “Really? Do you want to use a meal to mess with me? How about marrying me?”


    Isabe was used to Octavio’s glib tongue and said seriously, “Has you already found out?”


    “Sure! How could I dare to disobey your orders?”


    Octavio smiled and handed over a folder to her. He said, “After you called me this morning, I went to the filing room. I found some information.”


    The designer of the Slike’s Restaurant was called Carl. Because of the innovative design philosophy of Slike’s Restaurant, he had been nominated for the highest award in the design world, the Golden Pencil Awards. Although it was only a third award at that time, it was still a very impressive performance.


    Moreover, after that, Carl used this gimmick to quickly establish his Smith Design. He actively contracted the business and quickly rose in the past ten years. He had a good reputation in the design industry of Peace City.


    “The Golden Pencil Awards...”


    Isabe quickly flipped through the information in her hand. She asked, “There are no photos or scripts?”


    “Apart from the organizers of the Golden Pencil Awards and Carl, there shouldn’t be anyone else who has the script.”


    “Then who was the organizer of that year?” Isabe immediately asked.


    “That’s a good question.”


    Octavio took out a white card from the drawer. He said, “I have no idea about it, but there’s someone who should know it. You can go and ask him.”


    “Who is him?”


    “The handsome guy you met, Cedric.”


    Octavio handed the card to Isabe and said, “The Stretton Group has always been the sole sponsor of the Golden Pencil Awards.”