Chapter 112 Wager

Mr. Garth was puzzled by his reaction.

“Wait a moment! Please wait up.” Sam caught up with Isabelle.

“What’s up?” Isabelle stared at him.

Sam carefully comparedslsabelle’s features and became more and more convinced. He said, “Sorry to bother you.

“Are you a Jenkins?” Sam asked. I mean no harm, but you look like a girl I know, and she’s a Jenkins too.”

Before Sam could finish speaking,

Isabelle said. “You can drop your question. It’s me.”

“You’re Isabelle?” Sam couldn’t believe his own eyes.

“You’re quite lucky. Isabelle said.

At that time. Sam had lost a lot of blood, making his condition dangerous. She didn’t have any needles on her; otherwise, she wouldn’t mind giving him a few stitches to stop the bleeding.

Sam exclaimed in delight. “Is it really you?”

He looked up and down at Isabelle in disbelief. After realising it was rude to scrutinise her, Sam quickly explained and apologised.

“Sorry, I was just too surprised. I never thought we would meet again. I didn’t even dare to acknowledge you just now. I hope I didn’t scare you.” Sam was overjoyed and didn’t know what to say or do,

“Oh, by the way, why are you in Taragon?”

into Taragon

Norward. You’re

Computer science.”

made a mental note, When he saw the Maven Apothecary, he thought

you to a meal to express my gratitude properly, but I have urgent matters to attend to now. Hmm, can I have your number? I’d like to invite you to dinner when I have

she generously gave him her

on account of

Isabelle leave. He muttered Isabelle’s name to

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the moment.

remembered that

it, Sam comforted himself that there would be another chance

then, he has begun to look forward to

pestered by Danny

pretended not to know this simpleton

He took out a photo of her before she had fully slimmed down and compared it to her current appearance. He even claimed he would ask Zack to come over from the neighbouring university to identify

At lunchtime.

said, “I can take you with me to make some money tonight. Are

stared up at

opened his palm. He said, “Car racing. This much per

thousand? That’s

remote place

people in this nation had seen this

I’ll give you an additional 750 thousand per race if you manage to defeat those guys; how

to her on a silver platter, and it was going to be fun. Isabelle always thought of herself as quite mischevious; of course she wouldn’t

“Time and address.”

self–study, Isabelle swaggered out of the school under the watchful eye of the

car were already waiting for her outside the school.

full of racing cars and drivers. There were many spectators, all

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