Chapter 79 A Gift

George smiled slightly and said, “I should at least drink your wine, Miss Jenkins”

Isabelle nodded slightly but remained silent.

Then George saw her reach out, pour a full glass of wine, and hand it to him.

Before George could reart, the girl clinked her glass against his, making a clear sound as the glasses touched. She said, “I’ll drink first in honour.”

Then she tilted her head back and finished the drink in one go.

The whole sequence of actions was incredibly handsome and stylish.

Even the way she held the wine glass was very cool and handsome.

Watching Isabelle casually drink the four million–dollar wine like water, Dylan felt a sharp pang of pain. It isn’t just wine she’s drinking: it’s like she’s drinking gold!

Isabelle poured herself another glass. Expensive wine was something else. It was a whole new life to finally be able to drink decent wine.

“Mr. Harris, feel free to drink. It’s on me.”

After saying that, Isabelle took her glass of wine and went upstairs.

George looked at the wine in his hand, then glanced upstairs at the girl. After a moment, he chuckled softly to himself.

He thought Isabelle’s invitation to drink was around 7:30, the perfect time for dinner. He imagined a carefully decorated dining table, even if there were no candles or roses–at least a nice atmosphere–with a steak or something similar.

The reality proved that he had been overthinking.

The more George thought about it, the more he couldn’t help but laugh. He shook his head, then tilted his head back and finished the wine in his glass in one gulp..

The rich liquid flowed over his tongue, George’s sexy Adam’s apple sliding down, and his deep gaze followed the figure in the second–floor corridor, licking the inside of his cheek.

“Mr. Harris, I just checked online. The bottle you just drank is priced at over 4 million, and this whole box is at least billions. Miss Jenkins said it was a gift from a friend. Spending tens of billions on wine as a gift must be an extraordinary relationship.”

react if it were a mansion

this wine was worth thousands per sip. Even if they were rich, they could not just

Isabelle’s

had never been this curious about someone before!

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heard two words

then suddenly instructed, “Go and find something for me.”

wine, Isabelle’s mood

her room, typing on her computer, when suddenly someone knocked on

the door.

her head and said. “Please come in, Mr.

Jenkins, how did you know it

couldn’t have been anyone else,” Isabelle said without looking up, but she muted the screen before George walked over.

out of curiosity. It was another game of

need something?” Isabelle set aside

to give you something, Miss Jenkins.

a gift? What’s going

nit

something out of his pocket. She focused on it

interested.

on the table, Isabelle opened

they were

few needles and examined them closely. The silver needles glinted softly in the light

few needles on her

knew he had chosen the right gift.

you find these?” Isabelle

better than the ones she had custom–made at Maven

got them by chance. I thought you would like them, so I brought

I didn’t realise you could be so good

available in Cheshian.

they would be crudely made. There’s no

Harris, you must have put

Indeed.

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