"Knows what she's doing? She's in love with a man who refuses to show up and refuses to devote himself to her. Isabella Moretti, I really wonder what's in your sisters' minds." Mrs. SU couldn't help but get a bit agitated when it came to her daughters' love lives. But of course, this was only at home. She would never show such a reaction outside.
Mrs. SU's elegant and noble demeanor wasn't just for show. She handled social interactions very well and never left a bad impression on anyone. This was why she refused to divorce, despite her unhappy marriage; she didn't want to give others a reason to gossip.
"Mom, whenever we talk about us, you get so worked up. Let's stop talking about it. What should we eat tonight?" To prevent Mrs. SU from getting angry again, Isabella Moretti changed the subject.
"Just thinking about eating. Wait for me to go to the kitchen and see." Mrs. SU couldn't help but feel helpless with this daughter. Compared to Nisha Moretti, Isabella Moretti was more assertive and decisive. Whatever she decided to do, no one could stop her.
Of course, every decision Isabella Moretti had made from childhood to adulthood had never disappointed Mrs. SU, except for this marriage with the Bianchi Family. So when Isabella Moretti said she knew what she was doing, Mrs. SU's worries were slightly alleviated.
Leaving aside the matter of love, Isabella Moretti's thoughts turned to dinner. It was time to focus on something simpler and more immediate.
Half an hour later, Luca Moretti and Nisha Moretti, father and daughter, returned home. As soon as they entered, Nisha Moretti remarked, "No wonder Mom asked me to come home for dinner, it turns out you're here."
Isabella Moretti smiled and replied, "Mom just wants to foster our sisterly bond and father-daughter relationship a bit more."
Luca Moretti glanced at Isabella Moretti sitting across from him. "Did anything happen between you and Roman Bianchi yesterday?"
Isabella Moretti shook her head. "Nothing happened. We're fine. But regarding the matter you asked Bianchi family about, have they fulfilled their promise to you?"
Isabella Moretti's straightforwardness often annoyed Luca Moretti because she never beat around the bush and always spoke her mind.
"Since our families have this kind of relationship now, cooperation in the future is inevitable. Just make sure to get along well with Roman Bianchi. Don't cause any trouble."
Hearing this, Isabella Moretti's smile brightened even more. "Of course, Mr. Moretti, you can rest assured that I will do my best to cooperate."
"What do you mean by 'do your best to cooperate'? Isabella Moretti, can't you speak normally to me? The Bianchi Family isn't an ordinary family. If you can handle your relationship with them well, you might just profit from it, you know?"
"Hehe, dear Mr. Moretti, I appreciate your concern. As for whether I will enter the Bianchi Family, I can't guarantee that. We'll just have to take it one step at a time."
Just as Luca Moretti was about to get angry, Mrs. SU walked out of the kitchen. "Both of you, listen to me. If you dare to keep secrets from me about your marriage again, don't blame me for disowning you. Consider this matter settled for now, but it doesn't mean it won't happen again next time."
Isabella Moretti knew that Mrs. SU was trying to help her out of the situation, so she cheerfully replied, "Yes, ma'am. Can we start eating now?"
Nisha Moretti, who had been silent the whole time, held his phone with a slightly unpleasant expression. Mrs. SU immediately knew it had to do with that man.
"Nisha Moretti, come eat. There's something I need to tell you."
Hearing Mrs. SU call his name, Nisha Moretti put away his phone and replied, "Yes, coming."
Because Mrs. SU had intervened just now, Luca Moretti didn't bring up the matter of the Bianchi Family again. After all, he had kept it a secret from her this time. If he said anything more, she might just go to the Bianchi Family and cancel the engagement. Given Mrs. SU's temperament, that was entirely possible.
With Isabella Moretti's matter settled, it was time to discuss Nisha Moretti's matter.
Sitting down at the table, Isabella Moretti gave Nisha Moretti a look that said, "Good luck," before focusing on her own meal.
Mrs. SU looked at Nisha Moretti and got straight to the point. "When are you going to bring your invisible boyfriend over for us to meet?"
"Next week," Nisha Moretti provided the answer they were looking for.
Luca Moretti chimed in, "If he's really good, we can consider letting him work at Moretti Corporation."
Nisha Moretti immediately objected, "That's a discussion for later. Even if he's great, working at Moretti Corporation is something that needs to be carefully considered."
Hearing Nisha Moretti's response, Isabella Moretti nodded in satisfaction. At least her sister wasn't letting love cloud her judgment and lose her rationality.
As they were eating, Isabella Moretti's phone rang. She checked it and found it was an unknown number. "Hello."
"I need a woman to help me out right now. Can I trouble my fiancée to come over?"
Recognizing Roman Bianchi's voice, Isabella Moretti smiled and replied, "Sure, just send me the address. I'll be there right away."
After hanging up the phone, Mrs. SU spoke up, "That kid from the Bianchi Family?"
"Yes, he wants me to help him out, so I have to leave first. You all enjoy your meal." Regardless of the time, occasion, or mood, Isabella Moretti's tone of voice always carried a smile, just like her face.
"No drinking, and come back early," Mrs. SU commanded.
"Got it." Isabella Moretti had stomach problems, so Mrs. SU always watched her closely to ensure she didn't drink. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been afraid to come home last night and cause such a scene.
A year ago, her stomach problems were severe, and she had been hospitalized several times. Mrs. SU had shed tears in secret out of worry. At that time, Isabella Moretti had just started her photography studio, and since it was just getting started, she had to handle everything herself. Sometimes she couldn't even eat a meal or drink water all day, and eventually, she developed stomach problems.
"Young people like to have fun. Why are you making her come back so early?" Luca Moretti interjected.
"She's not on the same level as that person you mentioned." Mrs. SU understood her daughter. While she couldn't speak for others, she knew for sure that Isabella Moretti and that kid from the Bianchi Family were not a match.
Luca Moretti was left speechless by his wife's words and could only eat his food with a dark expression.
He had never insisted on divorcing his wife because the SU family was also a prominent family in City X. If he really divorced her, he would have a lot of trouble.
Wearing her shoes, Isabella Moretti smiled. Mrs. SU always had a commanding presence.
She pushed the door open, took out her car keys from her bag, and got into her white car. Habitually, she spoke to her car, "Big White, I've been neglecting you these past couple of days. Today, I'll let you run freely."