Chapter 323
When Attlee dropped that bombshell, Dean was taken aback. Was he Arabella’s dad?
What the heck was going on?
Arabella’s real dad was supposed to be Kenneth Collins!
Who was this guy?
He had the nerve to claim he was Arabella’s father.
Without batting an eyelid, Arabella headed toward the company. Attlee quickly tried to stop her.
“Bella, I got you this chocolate cake on my way here. I bought it from that popular dessert shop that you probably know. I stood in line myself to buy it.”
Hearing Attlee’s words, Dean was touched. He thought the people around Arabella were really nice, always buying her expensive desserts and even queuing up to get them.
Just as he was about to say something nice, he heard Arabella’s cold voice.
“I hate chocolate.”
Attlee’s face froze. He quickly said, “I remembered you loved Chocolate. Did your taste change as you grew up?”
“Yolanda loves chocolate.” Arabella said it coldly. “From childhood, I’ve always hated chocolate.”
Now, Attlee was even more embarrassed. He quickly took out a wallet from his pocket and pulled out some big–bills. “Take this money and buy whatever you like. I’m sorry for my mistake.”
Arabella coolly avoided his touch. “Spit it out.”
Dean was stunned. It seemed that Arabella did not like this middle–aged man. She looked quite impatient.
“Bella, I saw you accompany Designer Molly to a competition last time and found out you work here. Today, I came to.” Before Attlee could finish, he noticed Dean standing nearby and asked, “Bella, is this your colleague?”
“No, I’m Ms. Bennett’s assistant, Dean.”
Before Dean could finish his sentence, he received a cold warning glance from Arabella, and he was so scared that he didn’t dare to continue.
Attlee looked at Arabella in surprise and said, “You’ve gone from being a small assistant to manager? You even have your own assistant?”
Dean was shocked.
Arabella was silent.
“In that case, you should help me even more!” Attlee put away his wallet, indicating his intentions. “Allbara Investment pulled their funds earlier, and a few big companies announced they wouldn’t cooperate with us anymore. Recently, several suppliers have terminated their contracts. I want to ask for your help. Can you cooperate with our company?”
Arabella was speechless.
“I heard your production volume has exploded recently, and you have a lot of orders. Can you pass some to us?”
Arabella got the gist of his request and mocked him coldly: “Did you hit your head on the street? Or did the rainwater get into your brain? Instead of going to the hospital, you came here to act crazy?”
Attlee knew that coming to Arabella might get him reprimanded, but he didn’t expect her to be so harsh, especially in front of her assistant.
Just as Arabella was about to enter the company, Attlee blocked her way again.
“Bella, even if you don’t respect your father, at least think about your grandmother. Ask yourself, Has your grandmother treated you badly these years? Shouldn’t you repay her kindness? Now that the Murphy family is in trouble, aren’t you going to help? I just want some of your orders; I’m not asking for alimony!”
Arabella cut him off impatiently, saying, “What right do you have to say this to me?”
“Bella! I’m begging you. Even if you don’t want to give me some orders, at least give me a few designs.”
