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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.
Isabelle took a tentative bite.
"Is it sweet?" George inquired.
"Can't exactly call it sour, can we?" Isabelle replied.
It's not like they're talking about grapes.
George's lips curved into a gentle smile as he lowered his gaze.
Later that evening, Isabelle finished her acupuncture session and took her medicine.
The consumption of alternative medicine isn't suitable for ordinary people. Isabelle swallowed it hastily, the acrid taste tangling her tongue.
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Unexpectedly, George grasped her hand and deposited a circular object in her open palm, remarking, "It's
sugar.
Isabelle put the sugar into her mouth, swiftly neutralising the bitterness.
By the dawn of the fourth day of the medication regimen, Isabelle could see shifting shadows and even bright light.
As the sixth day dawned, she could see more blurry figures.
George delicately swayed his hand before her eyes, and Isabelle adeptly intercepted it with her palm
"Are v
you feeling better?" George inquired.
"I see a silhouette, Isabelle responded.
George then softly enclosed her petite hand within his broad palm, advising. "Take it slowly, no need to hurry."
There is always a solution.
At that moment, a servant rapped 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 convey a message. Mr. Smith's daughter, Alice, wishes to speak with you, Shall I admit her or decline on your behalf?"
Retaining his polished demeanour, George responded, "I am unfamiliar with this individual," before glancing at Isabelle, who observed with a playful grin.
Isabelle made the choice to return to Cheshian two days later. Had George not been present, she would have opted to delay her departure until her eyes had fully recuperated, aiming to evade any potential trouble during her returns.
Knowing Liam's place was entirely secure, she needn't fret about reprisals from the members of Dark Shadow.
She had planned to leave Jack there for some time to recuperate, but Jack insisted on accompanying her
back
She found Liam and broached the topic of returning to Cheshian.
Liam, surrounded by a dozen or so cats and dogs, was hosting a concert in his own castle.
Outside, the rain drizzled softly, while inside 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 to life.
Seeing Isabelle and George approaching him, Liam raised his hand, bringing the performance to an abrupt halt.
The dog, Jack, nestled by Liam's feet, was engrossed in the music. As soon as it spotted Isabelle, it joyfully bounded over, circling her twice before latching onto her pant leg and leading her to Liam's side.
It barked at Liam and then at Isabelle.
"What's it up to?" Isabelle inquired.
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Liam shrugged, "I'm not entirely certain.
"Woof wool woof," Jack exclaimed with enthusiasm.
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Observing Jack's hopeful expression, Liam tenderly caressed the cat nestled in his arms and conveyed with
a significant glarice, "It appears to desire you to be the mistress of this castle."
Before Isabelle could reply. George interjected, "Does Duke Carter also comprehend the language of animals?"
Liam cast a glance at him but opted to stay quiet.
Isabelle stooped down, cradling the dog's head in her hands, and remarked, "I've taken quite a liking to this dog. I wonder if Mr. Carter would consider parting with it?"
Liam shook his head gently, a smile tugging at his lips, his voice composed and distant, "Even ten Luxe Lusters don't hold the same value as it does."
One day later, as dusk approached, Liam's personal aircraft touched down at Cheshian, Taragon City.
The Harris family's car was already stationed outside the airport.
Isabelle cautioned, "Jack, stay close and don't wander."
She continued, "Are you thrilled for your first journey overseas?"
Isabelle shouted, Jack, come back."
Meanwhile, Jack the human walked behind with a sombre expression, observing the Doberman trotting joyfully alongside Isabelle, his injury pulsating. Dylan remarked, "It's merely a name, don't fuss over a dog. In Cheshian, we have an old saying-a long time ago, we were the same family." Send Gifts
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