CHAPTER 480: CHAPTER 480: CORA GINGER’S FIANCÉ

Isabella was a bit anxious: "Why didn’t you mention this before? Does Connor know about your family situation? Is this why you’re breaking up with him?"

"Isabella, if you still consider me a friend, please don’t tell Connor about my family’s situation. I’m not related to him now; there’s a boss willing to marry me and cover all my family’s expenses."

Cora Ginger looked up at her, showing a smile: "I’ve always dreamed of marrying into a wealthy family, and now my wish has come true. You should be happy for me, shouldn’t you?"

"But Connor, he..."

"Don’t mention him!"

Cora suddenly screamed: "I don’t want to hear his name now!"

Isabella was startled by her, and just as she was about to say something, two people entered from the doorway.

"Quite lively today?"

The leading man said as he walked straight over and wrapped an arm around Cora Ginger’s waist: "This lady, with such outstanding aura and appearance, must be the Miss Isabella Cora mentioned, right?"

Isabella’s tone was cold: "Boss Barnes!"

Before she came, David had told her that the man who wanted to marry Cora Ginger was named Peter Barnes, 40 years old, engaged in deep-sea fishing, and quite famous in the fishing industry in A City.

She initially thought this nouveau riche would be a coarse and vulgar middle-aged man, but to her surprise, Peter Barnes was unexpectedly refined.

He even looked seven or eight years younger than his actual age!

Isabella felt her heart sink.

Connor’s opponent wasn’t just someone casually pulled in; he was indeed competitive!

"It seems Mr. Barnes is somewhat famous, even Miss Isabella knows me."

Peter Barnes, in a custom PRADA suit, wore gold-rimmed glasses, a silver Rolex on his wrist, elegant and poised, not like a vulgar rich man, more like a university professor.

"I’m here today to take my fiancée to choose a wedding dress. Miss Isabella, would you like to come with us? I heard from my fiancée that you are good friends."

Did Cora tell him everything?

Isabella couldn’t quite describe her feelings; she looked at Cora Ginger held in Peter Barnes’ arms and softly asked her: "Cora, have you really decided? Connor, maybe he’s wealthier than you think; he can also help you, and so can I. I can help you pay the medical bills."

"I..."

As soon as Cora Ginger started to speak, Peter Barnes interrupted her: "Miss Isabella may not know; the debt of the Ginger Family is astronomical. It’s not just a matter of medical expenses; can you help her temporarily and a lifetime?"

He pulled Cora Ginger closer to him, with a businessman’s particular shrewdness, speaking softly: "But I can. I can not only support her for a lifetime but also her parents and brother. As her good friend, you shouldn’t break us apart."

The kind of people Isabella detested the most in her life were those who seemed gentle and treated everyone with care.

Suppressing her inner disgust, she said coldly: "I’m talking to Cora, shut up!"

A gleam flashed in Peter Barnes’ eyes, growing more interested in Isabella.

A beauty is indeed a beauty, even when angry, she’s so beautiful.

It’s a pity she’s Harry Hunter’s woman, the Young Madam of the Hunter Family. No matter how interested he was, he wouldn’t dare touch her.

He released Cora Ginger and, under Zack Ginger’s obsequious stance that was almost groveling, sat down on a chair: "Then you two talk."

Cora Ginger relaxed her stiff body, patted her cheeks, and managed a smile: "Isabella, thank you for caring about me, but I’m doing pretty well now, as you’ve seen. My fiancé is excellent in every way and very generous. My parents owe their lives to him."