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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 bite.

it sweet?” George

it sour, can

they’re talking about

into a gentle smile as he lowered his

acupuncture

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

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and deposited a circular object in

sugar.

put the sugar into her mouth, swiftly neutralising the

dawn of the fourth day of the medication regimen, Isabelle could see shifting

day dawned, she could see more blurry

hand before her eyes, and Isabelle adeptly intercepted it

“Are v

better?”

a silhouette, Isabelle

petite hand within his broad palm, advising. “Take it

always a

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

individual,” before glancing at

George not been present, she would have opted to delay her departure until her eyes had fully recuperated, aiming to evade any potential

was entirely secure, she needn’t fret about reprisals from the

there for some time to recuperate, but

back

Liam and broached the topic

dozen or so cats and dogs, was hosting a concert in his own castle.

the lofty music hall with its soaring spire, Liam sat in the audience, cradling a cat in his arms. The scene resembled a painting come

him, Liam raised his

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

barked at Liam and

to?” Isabelle inquired.

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