Chapter 569 Being Close to Another Woman
Isabella Moore bit her lip and dared not think too deeply.
She just thought, in the beginning, Benjamin was disdainful of both the Valencia family and the Jerretts companies, as well as Sarah.
Benjamin didn't notice her emotional changes, quickly finishing reading all the contents of the email, "So, you go and print out this proposal, as well as the fabric introduction form. Tomorrow, we'll go to their company for a field study."
Isabella Moore silently took a deep breath, suppressing her doubts and discomfort, nodding, "Okay."
The next morning, Benjamin and Isabella Moore arrived at the company together. When they reached the office door, he stopped and glanced sideways, "Contact the Jerretts, we'll be leaving soon."
After that night, Isabella Moore had already adjusted her emotions. She nodded, "I'll prepare now."
Organizing the materials, the group drove to the Jerretts group.
After receiving the news, Sarah gathered several executives from the company, as well as the main responsible persons from the planning and production departments, waiting in a strict formation.
James rushed in from outside, slightly out of breath, "Miss Miller, the people have arrived."
"Good."
Sarah responded and walked quickly to the elevator to greet the guests.
In her heart, she was actually a bit nervous. Whether the batch could be successfully sold off depended on whether the Harrington Group was satisfied with today's inspection.
Unable to think about anything else, Sarah walked sternly, saying, "Be alert!"
The executives behind her, who had seen Benjamin's true identity before, straightened their backs upon hearing her stern voice, no longer daring to show any gossiping thoughts.
The numbers above the elevator changed layer by layer as if counting heartbeats.
The moment the elevator doors opened, Sarah immediately revealed a professional and polite smile and extended her hand to greet them. "Mr. Harrington, welcome to the Jerretts group for inspection."
Benjamin was followed by a few people, with Isabella Moore and Daniel Copperfield standing on his left and right. He stepped out of the elevator with long legs, his well-proportioned fingers intertwined with hers. "Sorry for the trouble, Miss Miller."
Isabella Moore's gaze lingered on their clasped hands for a moment before moving away.
Sarah did not meet her gaze, politely nodded her head, and motioned for everyone to follow her inside. "If there is anything you would like to know, please feel free to ask," she said in a reserved and polite tone, devoid of any personal emotion.
Isabella Moore thought maybe she really misunderstood. But... perhaps she could take this opportunity to test the waters.
She relaxed her expression and responded with a faint smile.
In the reception room, a row of samples from the JerrettsGroup were displayed. After Sarah and her assistants offered water to everyone, she opened the PowerPoint presentation to begin her explanation.
She quickly finished the presentation, displaying an impressive level of professionalism.
Sarah came down from the stage and stood in front of Benjamin.
"Mr. Harrington, this batch of goods is targeted toward the high-end market, so you can rest assured about the quality of the fabric."
Isabella Moore and the others had already seen and felt the fabric samples earlier. The texture and quality were indeed top-notch. If they were to accept the Jerretts' quotation, it would definitely be a worthwhile deal.
"Miss Miller is truly an exemplary figure that all women should learn from," Isabella Moore said, handing the documents to the person next to her. She walked over to Benjamin and took his arm, smiling radiantly at Sarah. "You have managed both companies so successfully all by yourself. It's really impressive."
Benjamin felt an unfamiliar scent invade his senses. A hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes, but he didn't push her away. He wondered how Sarah would react.
But Sarah, watching Isabella Moore's actions, remained unfazed and smiled. "Miss Moore, you overestimate me. This is the result of everyone in the company's collective efforts. Moreover, your assistance in managing the business is not to be underestimated."
"You are truly modest," Isabella Moore said. Today, she had decided to observe whether Sarah had any extra thoughts toward Benjamin, so she leaned closer to the man beside her.
Her whole body leaned against Benjamin's broad chest, displaying their affection for each other. They looked like a perfect match.
"The Jerretts' fabric is unexpectedly good. Clothes made with such quality fabric will certainly be beautiful, right, Benjamin?"
Benjamin's seemingly casual gaze landed on Sarah, quietly assessing her emotional changes. He nodded slightly.
Sarah looked at Benjamin's face, which looked exactly like Antonio's. At that moment, he was engaging in such intimate behavior with another woman. It would be fake to say that she didn't feel uncomfortable. However, she had no evidence to prove that Benjamin was indeed Antonio.
She could only treat him as a stranger, a partner. Just as Benjamin said, if she continued to hold onto this matter, no matter how you look at it, there would be suspicion of using him as a stand-in.
She didn't want that.
So, no matter how intimate or married Benjamin was with anyone, it had nothing to do with Sarah. She had to get used to it.
So Sarah didn't show anything on her face. She just casually stepped aside.
"Thank you for the compliment, but this is the credit of our designers and fabric artisans. Actually, my role was not that significant."
Sarah's tone was joking, which made the atmosphere more relaxed.
This performance was flawless.
After finishing her words, she glanced at them openly and sighed, "Mr. Harrington and Miss Moore, you have such a good relationship. Anyone who sees that would have to praise you for being a perfect match. When you get married, the city will probably have many people envious again."
Isabella Moore, after listening to her words, had a shy smile but didn't deny it.
However, Benjamin's eyes suddenly cooled down, and his excitement just disappeared. For some reason, he felt uncomfortable.
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