256 You Forget Me?


    Isabe took the white card. It was written sinctly, “Cedric, the CEO of the Stretton Group.”


    At 3 o’clock in the afternoon, Isabe stood at the building of the Stretton Group, raising her head and praising.


    The Stretton Group was indeed the leader of designing. Even thepany building was extraordinary.


    Other office buildings, for example, the building of the Global Group of Joseph were the standard high-rise buildings. It was very majestic and tall. However, the office building of the Stretton Group was a ck, irregr multi-sided shape.


    From a distance, it looked like a ck stone sitting between the tall buildings.


    Isabe entered the unfamiliar environment with some apprehension. The receptionist saw the name card she handed over and smiled politely, “May I ask for your name? I need to ask for an instruction.”


    “I am Isabe.”


    Isabe thought for a moment and said, “Please tell Mr. Cedric that it was Octavio who introduced me here.”


    “Well. Please wait a moment.”


    .....


    Isabe looked at the receptionist and scratched her head.


    Although she had realized from Cedric’s dressing that he should be a sessful person like Octavio, she never expected that his career might have something to do with her.


    She thought, ‘If I had known that we would be involved, I wouldn’t have acted so rudely yesterday.’


    ‘It’s over. I refused to make friends with him. However, I ask for help from him with his business card today. I am ashamed!’


    ‘Octavio, I hope you can help me!’


    “Mr. Cedric has agreed to meet you. Miss Isabe, please follow me.”


    The receptionist politely led Isabe into the elevator and helped her press the 16th floor.


    The numbers kept jumping. Isabe looked at the simple business card in her hand, sighed with emotion.


    She had seen Joseph’s business card before. It was golden and gorgeous. It belonged to someone who had special money. He was extremely arrogant and domineering.


    However, the business card of the CEO of famous Stretton Group was less pretentious.


    It was a white card with ck words. Only a little ink painting was printed on the side.


    Although it was in and elegant, itpletely did not match his domineering identity. Certainly, even if it was in and simple, it would never be ignored.


    It left the same impression as Cedric. He was gentle and close, but he had a shrewdness that could not be ignored.


    The elevator reached the 16th floor.


    A secretary smiled and asked, “Are you Miss Isabe? Please follow me.”


    “Thank you.”


    Isabe nced at her. The secretary had a good figure. She wasn’t any worse than the prettydies of the secretarial group of Joseph.


    Men were a much-unified lecher.


    The secretary knocked at the door.


    She pushed it. Isabe walked in. Cedric stood up from behind the wide table and said politely, “We meet again, Miss Isabe.”


    “I came to ask you something.”


    “Will I disturb you?” Isabe asked anxiously.


    “You are disturbing me. I was going to hold a meeting in 10 minutes.”


    Cedric took a teacup from the side and poured a cup of tea for Isabe. Only then did Isabe realize that there was tea on Cedric’s table.


    “Then I will finish my questions in 10 minutes.”


    Isabe took the teacup and said politely.


    Cedric smiled and sat down beside Isabe. He asked, “Is it for the Golden Pencil Awards?”


    “Yes. Did Octavio tell you?”


    Isabe asked directly, “I heard that the Stretton Group is your family’s property. Every year, you are sponsoring the Golden Pencil Awards. I want to know what organization the organizers of the Golden Pencil Awards are.”


    “You want the design draft for the Slike’s Restaurant?”


    “Yes.”


    “Then can you tell me who you are to Slike?”


    Isabe pursed her lips and looked at Cedric warily.


    Cedric looked at Isabe and burst intoughter.


    He said, “Every time mention Slike’s Restaurant, your eyes and subtle movements will be a little special...”


    Cedric tilted his head and looked at Isabe, “Especially in yesterday. When you found out that I had a rtionship with Mr. White, you were very unnatural. You even bit your lips and avoided my gaze. I believe that someone who can make you so strange can’t have such a simple rtionship as an uncle, right?”


    “Because of the explosion in Slike’s restaurant, one of my families died.” Isabe insisted.


    “Then wouldn’t it be better for you to directly retaliate against his wife and daughter? Why did you spend so much time and energy trying to investigate the truth? Do you suspect that it is rted to the designer of that year? It was a murder?”


    After a series of questions, Isabe raised her head and looked at Cedric.


    He was deep, mysterious, and gentle. He looked gentle and easy to talk to when he looked at her.


    But he was extremely shrewd, meticulous, and intelligent.


    Just a few of her actions were enough for him to think that she wanted to investigate the truth of the explosion at the Slike’s Restaurant, as well as thinking of murder.


    He was terrifying.


    He was not a person who could easily and happily get along like Octavio.


    “If you are willing to help me, I will be very grateful. If you don’t want to help me, I have nothing to say.”


    Isabe stood up and said, “Why do you need to get to the bottom of this and learn about something that has nothing to do with you?”


    “I don’t believe that Slike would disregard the lives of himself and his family for such a small benefit.”


    Cedric stood up.


    Isabe looked at Cedric suspiciously. A gentle wind seemed to pass through Cedric’s deep and vast eyes. He took a step forward and said softly, “Isabe, don’t you remember me?”


    It was 17 years ago.


    The leader of the Stretton Group began to sponsor the famous Golden Pencil Awards in the design world, to encourage the emergence of better designers.


    In the same year, the young designer of Peace City, Carl, won the third award.


    It was said that the participating work was a restaurant. Therefore, the leader brought his only son to this restaurant. Originally, his main purpose was to appreciate the design, but he did not expect to be shocked by the cooking skills of the head chef and manager.


    Therefore, he often invited his friends over for a meal.


    His son was 13 years old and had just entered middle school. He was introverted and didn’t like the liveliness, so he often left his seat to take a walk in the back garden of the restaurant in advance. Then he saw a little girl as beautiful as an angel there.


    This little girl was Isabe, and the only son of the leader of the Stretton Group was Cedric.


    Isabe was only five years old at that time. She was fed well by Carl, and her round and fleshy body was cute.