Chapter 373 Blatant Lie

Isabelle’s eyelashes fluttered.

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He tightened his arms around her, holding her close, his chin resting on her frail shoulder, breathing in her familiar scent.

His breath was uneven as he asked contentedly. “Is this your way to comfort me for the entire month?”

Isabelle, still thinking clearly, wondered. What does he mean?

Is this man feeling aggrieved?

George had sent Ethan to the exam, stayed at a hotel, and waited outside the school for two and a half days. He took care of Ethan, taught him computer skills, and even gave him a gift for the college entrance exam. Whether it was Ethan, Jack, White Owl, or Cuatro, he had looked at them from every aspect.

Isabelle hadn’t expected him to bring everyone to his mansion.

He even handled her homework.

This man had a lot of company affairs to take care of, but even so, he still ensured Ethan and the others‘ safety. He barely left for a business trip that month.

He had been really good at protecting everyone.

Despite having serious matters to attend to, Isabelle was far more relaxed compared to George, who took on so much responsibility.

Isabelle felt like she had been having fun for over a month.

While she was rescuing Jim, George must have been anxious and worried.

During her time at Melfrey, their contact was minimal. Perhaps he was jealous of Yves.

Isabelle thought it through and realised he indeed had a tough and unfair time.

So his recent moodiness was due to emotions getting the better of him? It was understandable.

Adjusting her breath, Isabelle asked, “Did I manage to comfort you?”

resentment towards him for going overboard at this

acknowledged, “Yes, you did.”

her even

echoed outside

was approaching. George didn’t let go. Isabelle reminded him, “Someone’s

next moment, Cuatro burst into the room energetically.

“Don’t go

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by Jack and White Owl, unaware that Isabelle

dog into the boxing

looked up. Dylan gasped,

scared that he almost fell to

Owl and Jack

on end. Forget the dog; he wished he could blind himself. He

look. They blocked his escape route and closed the

“Hey!”

His face showed a

pull the door handle, knocking frantically but daring not to knock too

a joke; someone could die. Dylan was frantic.

door, he pleaded, “Jack! Save me!”

last. Sliding down the door, he sat on the ground, head against the door, trying to minimise

Why me again!

was in

to run so fast? If I could go back to five minutes ago, I would have chopped off my

“Woof!”

It was puzzled why Dylan was pressing

there, playing dead.

jump. Dylan dared not open his eyes as he begged

“Move over.”

George was very close.

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