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?”

bad. Thank you, Mr.

thought, For such an expensive wine, ‘not bad‘ is all she says.

right; she is picky. Winning her

“I’m glad you like it. I’m not very knowledgeable about wine, but I’ll learn

slight smile but said nothing.

was about to pour more. Isabelle stopped him and said,

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

later, nor would he have many chances to send

feeling down, Isabelle asked, “Would you mind

His mood brightened.

is for you, Ms. Jenkins.”

both continued

at

Mr. Harris,”

James had come to see if they would join, though his eyes were fixed

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gave up and glanced at

met George’s polite

with

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

walked out of the hall.

brought the car around, but George

to bid

car

“No way-

“That car…”

seat, Dylan poked his head out of

could resist such a cool and stylish car.

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

window rolled down,

shocked.

said, “Drive

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