Chapter 56 Mr Harris Slept on the Sofa

“Adults can consume alcohol. Miss Jenkins, feel free to drink as much as you like, just remember to drink in moderation for the sake of your health,” said George.

He was such a gentleman, and it made her feel a bit self–conscious,

Rumours had it that Mr. Harris never engaged in the company of women. Is he a man of integrity, or is he just too selective? Or perhaps… he has some undisclosed condition?

With this thought, Isabelle’s eyes roamed over his body, lingering particularly on his handsome face.

If he did have a condition, it would be such a waste.

George noticed her gaze. Seeing the look of pity in her eyes, he felt a bit puzzled.

“What’s wrong?” he asked.

“Nothing. I’m going to take a shower.” Isabelle walked to the sofa, picked up her clothes, and said, “Thank you for the clothes, Mr. Harris.”

Then she went into the bedroom.

The top floor of the hotel was calm.

But the lower floors were in turmoil.

A large number of people were infiltrating the hotel.

Fortunately, Dylan had brought enough people to tightly guard the top floor. The reinforcements had also arrived outside the hotel, effectively controlling the entire building.

The people in the shadows were ready to make a move, but at this moment, the scout noticed something amiss. “Don’t act rashly.”

Sure enough, soon after, the comrades outside the hotel sent a message: The people from God’s Armament have arrived. Tell the others not to act rashly.

“God’s Armament? How did their people get here?”

After spending half a day in the desert, Isabelle felt refreshed after taking a shower. However, her good

I didn’t last for a minute. After getting dressed, she looked down at her chest and was speechless.

The clothes fit perfectly–even better than the ones she bought herself. When she had suggested buying clothes, George had subtly measured her, which hadn’t escaped Isabelle’s notice.

His eyes are sharp!

Isabelle gritted her teeth in annoyance.

Coming out of the bathroom/she saw the man sitting on the sofa in the bedroom, dressed in a bathrobe, looking every bit the gentleman. His long legs were crossed, and he was looking at his phone.

“Miss Jenkins, do you like the clothes? Do they fit well? George looked up and asked.

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“They fit well, and I like them!” Isabelle replied.

seemed to sense a chill in her tone, and he looked at her clothes in

she not like them?

understanding of Isabelle’s character–once her goal was

would be no different.

help but smile. “That’s

drying her long hair,

a moment.” George stopped her.

turned around, drying

Jenkins, are you planning to sleep on the sofa

on and thought, I’m not sleeping outside, does that

Mr. Harris, I might be sleeping on the

That wasn’t sincere.

“Miss Jenkins, you should sleep in the bed.”

In bed?

soft bed, her delicate eyebrows slowly raising.

a room. If we sleep together…

sleep in the bed, I will sleep

on the sofa? That doesn’t

words, George knew that she was up to something again. He was genuinely being polite, but Isabelle might not be.

girl is really interesting.

and I’m sturdy. I should sleep on the sofa.” George

down in front of

back, seeing him open one cabinet after another, not

for.

ask she saw that he seemed

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she saw him close the cabinet and stand

night here is quite significant. Miss Jenkins, you should dry your hair before going to

at the hair dryer

and then smiled. “Mr. Harris, you’re good at taking care of people. After saying that, she took the hair dryer

came out with her hair dry, she saw that there was a blanket on the sofa

you should go to

be polite then.”

smiled and

the bed, feeling so comfortable that she wanted to

time she had slept

you’re so gentlemanly and considerate. I’m sure many girls like you.” Lying on the soft bed, Isabelle conscientiously didn’t forget to

You flatter me.”

her head up with one hand, looking at the man on the sofa. “Do you have

sudden, bold question and looked at her.

big reaction. Have you been

making fun of me, Miss Jenkins.”

wealthy people

voice rose at the end, indescribably lazy and charming.

was

that a compliment?

asking her where she was

Isabelle that they had learned from some people at the duel tournament

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