Leaving Him To Pursue My Own PassionChapter 1 The True Face of a Scumbag
If I had known that Elvis Austin was coming to my house for dinner today, I would have left with my suitcase earlier.
Elvis was currently the helmsman of the Austin Group, outstanding in ability, and a hot and eligible bachelor.
Even my dad, an old fox who had been in the business world for years, spoke highly of him.
When it came to Elvis, it was just continuous praise.
Because of this, with the existence of Elvis, this perfect and flawless man, my dad had never approved of my boyfriend Jeff Barber.
To prove that my judgment was correct and that Jeff and I were truly in love and would not be swayed by materialistic things like money, I didn’t ride in luxury cars, carry designer handbags, or wear brand-name clothes.
Now, from head to toe, I was just ordinary and plain.
If it weren’t for my best friend, Sarah Austin, suddenly calling and saying she was coming over, I would have been ready to catch the school bus with my suitcase.
“Isabella, I heard that you had worked with your boyfriend again this summer vacation?”
“Yes.”