Chapter 59

Michael glanced at the tablet on the bed before locking eyes with Isabella.He strode over to her.

Isabella didn't notice himn until he,was right next to the bed. She quickly scrambled up.

"Mr. Johnson, you're back," she stammered, feeling awkward in her nightgown. She stood there,flustered and unsure.

A flicker of heat flashed in Michael's eyes. He squinted slightly and interrupted her with his deep, magnetic voice, "Who are you video chatting with?"

"Michael, it's me!" Olivia's voice came through the screen. She'd seen Michael's figure and heard his voice, so she quickly spoke up to avoid any misunderstanding.

Michael nodded at Olivia.

"Michael, to thank you for swapping rooms with me, I got you a little gift.I gave it to Isabella to give to you. Goodbye," Olivia said quickly before hanging up.

Michael pulled Isabella into a tight embrace and whispered in her ear,"Isabella,you scared me. I thought you..."

"Thought I was chatting with another man?" Isabella snapped, hitting him with her fists.

Michael quickly apologized. No one knew how terrified he was that one day Isabella would leave him after learning the truth.

Isabella suddenly remembered the thank-you gift Olivia had mentioned.She ran to the closet to get it for Michael.

When Michael saw what it was, his expression was priceless. He looked at Isabella,sometimes smiling, sometimes teasing, sometimes helpless.Curious, Isabella leaned over to see what Olivia had given.

When she saw it, she quickly shoved it back in the bag and tossed it away,silently cursing Olivia for her weird sense of humor.

Michael picked up the bag, walked behind her, and embraced her. He kissed her exposed neck, untying the straps of her nightgown with one hand. The clothes fell to the floor. With his other hand, he pulled out the blush-inducing outfit from the bag and dressed her in it.

The seductive black lace, with a hollowed-out butterfly on the upper body,lay on Isabella's chest. The wings moved with her breath, as if alive. The lower part was an irregular floral design, with petals wrapping around her long legs, revealing glimpses of skin as she moved.

Michael brought Isabella to the mirror, lifted her chin, and made her look at their reflection. In the mirror, Isabella looked shy and bashful, her eyes still as a pool of water, her cheeks flushed, and her small red lips slightly parted from rapid breathing, as if inviting Michael.

Michael, standing behind her, kissed her neck, exposed shoulders,and back. One hand kneaded her round breasts, teasing her, while the other hand ventured between her legs,acting wantonly.

Isabella looked at herself in the mirror, her eyes blurred, her body limp and weak, leaning back against Michael,moaning softly.

Michael's large hand gripped Isabella's waist. She leaned forward, resting against the mirror. Michael thrust his hips, and they became deeply intertwined.

In the throes of passion, Michael pounded into Isabella, murmuring,"Isabella, no matter what happens, don't leave me."

Isabella was leaning against the mirror, and in Michael's frenzy, the butterfly wings were torn in half, and the dark flowers were ruined.

Isabella woke up late again. She didn't even have time for breakfast.Michael dropped her off at the branch office just in time for her to clock in.

As soon as she clocked in, Olivia rushed over. "Isabella, you're finally here.You know what? Big news."

Isabella had wanted to confront Olivia about the thank-you gift that had gotten her into trouble, but hearing about the big news, she put that aside.

"Global Innovators Inc was acquired," Olívia dropped a bombshell.

"Are we still continuing with our project?" Isabella asked,worried.

"We are, but it doesn't really matter anymore," Olivia said. "The company that acquired Global Innovators Inc is our parent company."

What a shocker!

Their imminent promotions and raises had vanished into thin air.

Even if the project succeeded, its value would be greatly diminished.

Isabella couldn't believe it. "No way! Why would the company acquire Global Innovators Inc? The two companies seem completely unrelated.Could it be that the company is just trying to expand its business scope?"

"I heard Mr. Johnson specifically requested the acquisition. He must have his eye on that business! Oh my God! Couldn't he have waited until we finished our project?" Olivia wailed.

Vaughn was more upset than them. In fact, he was the most upset of all.

In the general manager's office, papers were strewn everywhere. Vaughn was trembling with anger, shouting, "They're deliberately making things

difficult for me! I finally completed a project, and they go and acquire the partner company. They're doing this on purpose. It's just too much!"

His secretary tried to console him, "Mr. Vaughn Johnson, don't overthink it.I heard Mr. Michael Johnson acquired it for Eric.".

Vaughn retorted, "That's just a rumor! Michael has nothing to do with Eric.I know better than anyone that Michael likes women. It's just the people at headquarters who don't like me. They're afraid I'll become too powerful and are doing everything they can to stop me."

"What are you going to do next?" his secretary asked,concerned.

"Now that they acquire local companies at will, I'll go find companies elsewhere. There are so many companies; I don't believe they can acquire them all."

Vaughn paused for a moment and then told his secretary, "Go get Isabella."

The secretary went to call Isabella. By the time she entered, Vaughn had already come up with a plan.

"Isabella, you don't need to follow any projects from now on. Hand them over to Olivía," Vaughn said. "You need to come on a business trip with me."

"Mr. Johnson, can we not go on a business trip?" Isabella asked.

"Are you afraid that your husband won't agree? Isabella, let me tell you,you can't spoil a man too much. You married him; you didn't sell yourself to him. If he controls even this, how can you work?" Vaughn said.

Talking about Isabella's husband made him angry. If he had the chance,he would definitely persuade Isabella to get a divorce!

Isabella had nothing to say and walked out of the general manager's office,

feeling downcast.