Chapter 503 Looking for a job

With regards to finding a job for his younger cousin James, Isabella's uncle, and his family had clearly and secretly called Diana more than ten times. Since Diana really had no other choice, he could only throw the question to his daughter.

This time, it was rare for Isabella to relax, she agreed without hesitation, "Leave this matter to me, Mom, don't worry about it."

Over the weekend, she called her cousin.

After ten in the morning, the call was cut off twice until the third time. He picked it up and asked impatiently, still in a sleepy voice, who it was.

Isabella sat on the tea table in front of the window, her legs opened up to reveal a book written in delicate and gentle calligraphy by a certain columnist. The warm spring wind blew the curtains up and down, and she seemed exceptionally soft while half her body was immersed in the sunlight.

"It's me." Discerning the turbid voice that he had yet to wake up, Isabella laughed: "Still sleeping?"