Chapter 162 George’s Sudden Visit

Dylan discreetly took out his phone, opened the camera, and snapped a photo.

Meanwhile, in the office, George lifted his head from a stack of work and casually picked up his phone to

check it.

Dylan sent a photo.

At first glance, he recognised Isabelle’s silhouette and Sam walking side by side in the photo. Sam was turned slightly towards her, chatting animatedly, his face practically splitting with a wide grin.

The auction will begin in half an hour.

Isabelle and the others took their seats in the middle row of the venue. Dylan sat closest to the aisle, Isabelle beside him, and Sam in the middle.

Sam reflected, “Miss Jenkins, I never had the opportunity to express my gratitude to you. When I last invited you for a meal, it was my intention to extend my appreciation, yet the opportunity slipped away.”

Isabelle replied. “With the money, I managed to save a life. Mr. Sam need not offer further thanks.”

Sam grinned. “However, the value of my life exceeds 150 thousand dollars. No matter his efforts to reciprocate, he couldn’t absolve himself of this obligation.

Isabelle fixed her gaze on him, questioning. “Then why offer such a paltry sum?”

She found herself in desperate financial straits at that moment.

Sam was caught off guard by her remark, momentarily rendered speechless.

Dylan shook his head, sighing. Mr. Sam, you’re still inexperienced.

“At that moment, I perceived you as a student and feared that a substantial amount might burden you. My vision was limited. Faced with this inquiry, he experienced some discomfort but no shame..

“If you are open to it, could you grant me another opportunity to express my gratitude? Alternatively, if there’s something you wish for in this auction, may I compete for it and offer it to you?”

isn’t what I

more, but then chuckled, charmed by her straightforward and invigorating

crossed paths with Uncle George during your summer break in Melfrey. Wat

by a high school student

the trip’s somewhat improbable nature, and remarked, “Things were a bit chaotic there, but

in which his uncle came to the rescue.

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City, I desired to personally convey my gratitude to you. However, I was injured at the time, so I

was that George had gone in his place to Norward City at that

eyebrow slightly, recognising that during that period, the

crowd gathered, the

the host delivered a speech.

the organiser of this charitable auction,

gentleman emerged,

his smile

truly frail

to

her gaze on his countenance, which appeared remarkably familiar, and a cold smile unwittingly

a plethora of

of appreciation, praising the virtues

appeared to

and trained assassins, had not even relinquished his butcher’s blade before assuming the guise of a revered philanthropist, admired and lauded by

sense of irony and

he felt guilty and was trying to do good

he afraid of facing consequences in the afterlife?

a

out?

Miss Jenkins and Old Mr. Reeve

“It’s

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