Chapter 194 Lucky Man

Isabelle thought about helping George Harris restore his reputation and image.

It was a simple gesture.

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Coincidentally, this aligned perfectly with Danny’s thoughts.

The situation makes it impossible for him to think otherwise.

D*mn, I had previously joked about which unlucky woman could withstand George. His good looks charmed women who were blind and harbored a death wish. What else have I said?

Danny’s mind was a mess.

He saw George approaching again. Danny said, “Oh, I need to cool off for a bit. Just forget all those things I said earlier. Consider those things I say to be nonsense. Please don’t tell him, don’t say anything.”

George still wanted to ‘chat‘ with Danny, but he slipped away.

Dylan thought, Boy, you’re lucky to get away fast.

Isabelle had no empty wine glasses in front of her, and George knew he had brought the right thing.

George said, “I brought you some wine, would you like to try it?”

Isabelle looked carefully at the wine Dylan had taken out of the box. She raised an eyebrow slightly. It was a 1947 red wine from the Ferrand Travert vineyard. Quite the vintage.

George poured her a glass.

Isabelle took a sip. The rich, smooth wine gliding down her throat, filling her mouth with its exquisite aroma, lifted her spirits.

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George asked, “How is it?”

“Not bad. Thank you, Mr. Harris.”

expensive wine, ‘not

was right; she is picky. Winning her favour won’t be easy.

like it. I’m not very knowledgeable about wine, but I’ll

smile but said nothing.

was about to pour more.

with a smile, “Ms. Jenkins, you’re a model citizen.”

meant he couldn’t drive her home later, nor would he have many chances to send her places. And

feeling down, Isabelle asked, “Would you

His mood brightened.

is for you, Ms.

both continued to

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Harris,” James

James had come to see if

Tashalla declined nalitalu

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and glanced at George before leaving.

met George’s polite yet cold gaze.

returned with

guests, Isabelle felt it was time to leave. She and

they walked out

car around, but George didn’t hurry to

wanted to bid

sports car came

“No way-

“That car…”

seat, Dylan poked his head

resist such a cool and

whose car it was–it was just too flashy–when it stopped

rolled down,

shocked.

“Drive

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