Then, he quickly turned to the lady, his voice instantly becoming syrupy and flattering.
"Madam, you must not listen to her nonsense. She's young, what does she know? Let's ignore her and talk about our business…"
He tried to steer the wealthy customer away, but the moment Isabella spoke, the lady's attention had already been drawn over.
The woman slowly turned her head.
When her eyes landed on Isabella's face, she froze for a second, then her expression immediately lit up with surprise.
"Miss… it's you?"
Isabella was also startled by the familiar voice.
She looked carefully, and only then did she recognize the woman.
Wasn't this the elegant lady she had helped into the private room at the Royal Hotel last night?
"Madam… it's you?" Isabella asked in surprise.
The woman smiled warmly, her eyes filled with genuine delight. "I didn't expect to meet you again here. It seems we're really fated."
