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Chapter 307 Returning to Cheshian

“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.

a

sweet?” George inquired.

exactly call it sour, can we?” Isabelle

like they’re talking about grapes.

into a gentle smile as he lowered his

finished her acupuncture session

of alternative medicine isn’t suitable for ordinary people. Isabelle swallowed it hastily,

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and deposited a circular object in

sugar.

sugar into her mouth, swiftly neutralising

regimen, Isabelle could see shifting shadows and

dawned, she could see more blurry figures.

delicately swayed his hand before her eyes, and Isabelle adeptly intercepted

“Are v

better?” George inquired.

a silhouette, Isabelle

petite hand within his broad palm, advising. “Take it slowly, no need to

is always a solution.

ajar door and entered, directing her words to George seated on the couch in the living room, “Mr. Harris, the butler requested me to convey a message. Mr. Smith’s daughter, Alice, wishes to speak with you, Shall I

am unfamiliar with this individual,” before glancing at Isabelle, who observed with a playful grin.

been present, she would have opted to delay her departure until her

Liam’s place was entirely secure, she needn’t fret about reprisals from the members of Dark Shadow.

Jack there for some time to recuperate, but Jack insisted on accompanying

back

broached the topic of

and dogs,

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

approaching him, Liam raised his hand, bringing

Isabelle, it joyfully bounded over, circling her twice before latching onto her pant leg

barked at Liam and then at

to?” Isabelle

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