Chapter 29 I Didn't Expect You to Have Such a Hot Figure
During lunch, Isabella took her bread and water to the stairwell. She mainly did this to avoid the possibility of Sebastian taking her to the cafeteria like he did yesterday.
No one usually came to the stairwell, so it was quiet. Isabella ate her bread and flipped through the contacts in her phone. After going through them twice, she realized that there wasn't anyone she could ask for money.
There were many messages in the classmates' group chat. Isabella was usually quiet and never sent anything there. She had only joined the group chat because Samantha had invited her, but she wasn't really interested, so she immediately muted the group messages. However, for some reason, she clicked on it now.
There were a lot of messages, so Isabella calmly scrolled up. As she looked, she suddenly stopped. What caught her eye was a classmate who had shared her income, talking about how she could earn two hundred dollars in one night doing part-time work. She asked if anyone who needed money would be willing to work with her.
That classmate's name was Miley. She was one of the best-looking students in the department, and she was also popular because of her outgoing personality. But when one door opens, another door closes. Miley didn't have good grades and didn't take her studies seriously. Most of her time and energy were spent on dressing up and socializing, so she failed many courses every semester. Almost every teacher had a negative opinion of her.
One time, someone saw Miley getting out of a luxury car, so rumors started spreading that she was involved in shady activities. When someone asked her about it, she didn't explain and didn't care as the rumors spread more and more. The school almost expelled her...
Compared to Miley, Isabella was a quiet girl. She didn't talk much, just buried herself in books. The teachers thought she was a good student and her classmates thought she was a good person.
Isabella clicked on Miley's profile picture and hesitated for a long time before finally sending a friend request. However, there was no response until it was almost time to get off work, when Isabella finally received her acceptance.
[You are now friends. Let's chat!]
As Isabelle looked at the small text on the screen, she wondered what her opening line should be. After all, she and Miley didn’t really know each other. Even though they had been classmates, they had never spoken to each other. She hadn't thought about what to say yet when Miley sent the first message: [Are you looking for a part-time job?]
Isabella blushed. She hadn’t expected her to be so straightforward. [Yes, do you have one?]
Miley: [Do you need money desperately?]
Isabella: [Yes.]
Afraid that Miley would think she was a woman of few words, she quickly added, [I really need money.]
Miley sent a location and said, [You can come over tonight, I'll show you and then you can decide.]
Isabella hadn't expected things to go so smoothly. Miley hadn't said anything unnecessary, which relieved her anxiety. So she quickly replied, [Okay, I’ll be there on time.]
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Sebastian and Jack were not in the office all day today, so everyone was relaxed. When it was time to leave and go home, Isabella packed up her things, ready to leave at any moment. But as she stood up to leave, Laura threw a stack of documents at her. "Isabella, organize those materials and make a table. We'll need it for the meeting tomorrow morning."
After speaking, she didn't even glance at Isabella and walked away.
"Wait..." Isabella called after her. "I'm sorry, but I have something very important to do tonight, so I can't do this..."
Laura raised an eyebrow. "Do you have something more important than work? Don't think that you’re special just because Mr. Landon spoke up for you, Isabella. Everyone here started as interns. Mr. Landon promoted you ahead of the others just because you know how to please the boss. But even if you were promoted, you're still just a member of the assistant department. What makes you think you're special?"
"I don't think I'm special," Isabella defended herself quietly. "I really do have something very important to do tonight. I can leave the materials here and come back to do them tomorrow morning."
Laura raised an eyebrow. "Fine! I don't care when you do it. I'm just telling you, we have an early meeting at 8:30 tomorrow morning and we need this table. If you haven't done it by then, don't make any excuses."
Isabella nodded. "Thank you."
Laura rolled her eyes and walked away.
Isabella didn't delay any longer and quickly went to see Miley.
As she saw the luxurious high-end entertainment club in front of her, her newfound ambition disappeared again...
"What's wrong? Are you scared now?" Miley stood beside her, smiling. "It’s easy to make money from rich people. If you can't handle it, you can just leave."
After saying that, Miley didn't say much more and walked inside.
Isabella watched her and felt conflicted. As Miley was about to disappear from her sight, Isabella gritted her teeth and hurriedly followed.
Following Miley through the employee passage, they entered a dressing room. Some women were already changing clothes and putting on makeup inside. When they saw Miley, they greeted her warmly. Then they noticed Isabella, who was following closely behind her, and said with a smile, "Miley, children aren’t allowed in the club."
Isabella remained silent.
Did she really look like a child?
She might be wearing slightly childish clothes, but it didn't mean she looked like a child.
Miley chuckled. "This is my classmate."
"Your classmate looks very young." Several girls laughed and teased Isabella, while she stood there uncertainly, her face turning as red as an apple.
Miley opened the cabinet and took out two sets of clothes, throwing one set to Isabella. "Change into that. Amber took a leave of absence today, so you can fill in for her tonight and see if you can get used to it. If you can, I'll take you to meet the manager tomorrow and have her arrange something for you."
Isabella lowered her head and realized that she was holding a waitress uniform, completely different from the sexy dresses Miley and the others wore.
Isabella breathed a sigh of relief, realizing that Miley wasn't bad. She looked around and asked, "Where should I change?"
Miley had already taken off her clothes and started putting on the dress, her graceful figure fully exposed in front of Isabella. Even though she was a girl, Isabella found Miley very sexy. Miley turned around, glanced at her, and smiled. "This is the changing room"
Isabella bit her lip, uncertain about undressing with so many people around.
Miley raised an eyebrow. "If you feel embarrassed about this, how will you get tips from customers later?"
Isabella was speechless at that question.
"I'll change now." Isabella turned around and started changing.
When she took off her outerwear and turned around, she found Miley staring at her. Instead of avoiding eye contact, Miley smiled mischievously, her red lips curling up. "You look skinny, Isabella. I didn't expect you to have such a hot figure."
Isabella's cheeks instantly grew hot.
