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“Why don’t you wait for me a moment? I’ll take a quick shower first.

Suddenly, Isabelle hissed.

George looked confused. He asked, “What’s wrong?”

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“Your actions lead me to believe you’ve been intimate with Levi Smith’s daughter, Isabelle stated firmly. George wasn’t obsessively clean. He simply had some perfume on his clothes.

George was shocked by her audacious remark.

She appeared to have no boundaries when it came to speaking her mind.

The idea of being intimate with Levi’s daughter revolted George, making him feel both powerless and oddly entertained.

“I dislike the scent of this perfume, and I’m worried you might too,” he mentioned.

“Not at all. Let’s slice the cake,” Isabelle responded.

George pondered whether her “not at all” referred to his earlier comment or the one that followed. Regardless, it made him feel overly dramatic.

George lit the candles on the birthday cake and inquired, “Want to make a wish?”

Isabelle replied, “No need. Even if I had a wish, I could make it happen on my own. I’ll let you have this wish, if you believe in that sort of thing

George grinned, “I actually do.”

“Share with me,” Isabelle urged.

George met her eyes intensely. I’ve got at least two. I’ll reveal them when they come true.”

He took out his phone and snapped a photo of Isabelle and the cake together.

Then, he cut a slice of cake and offered it to Isabelle, giving her a fork. “Have a taste,” he said softly.

took a tentative

sweet?”

call it sour, can we?” Isabelle

not like they’re talking about

lips curved into a gentle smile as he lowered his

her acupuncture

Isabelle swallowed it hastily, the acrid taste tangling her

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circular object in her open palm, remarking, “It’s

sugar.

the sugar into her mouth, swiftly

regimen, Isabelle could

she

hand before her eyes, and Isabelle adeptly

“Are v

better?” George inquired.

silhouette, Isabelle

hand within his broad palm,

is always

on the ajar door and entered, directing her words to George seated on the couch in the living room, “Mr. Harris, the butler requested me to

am unfamiliar with this individual,” before glancing at Isabelle, who

not been present, she would have opted to

secure, she needn’t fret about reprisals from the members of

to leave Jack there for some time to recuperate, but Jack insisted

back

broached the

dogs, was hosting a concert in

rain drizzled softly, while inside the lofty music hall with its soaring spire, Liam sat in the audience, cradling a cat in his arms.

raised his hand, bringing the performance

Liam’s feet, was engrossed in the music. As soon as it spotted Isabelle, it joyfully bounded over, circling

Liam and then at

it up to?” Isabelle inquired.

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