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Chapter 107 Ambiguous Isabelle replied, "Not as fun as Melfrey." As she spoke, she reached out to put the cup back on the table.
Unfortunately, the table was a bit far away and out of her reach.
When Isabelle was abour to put her leg down and lean over to put it back, George reached out, took the cup, and did it for her.
Carl gasped at the sight. This scene is also a first for me.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtG George said, "If you want to go to Melfrey, you can go next month during the National Day holiday or the winter break." Isabelle replied, "Forget it; there's nothing special over there; why bother going? She glanced at him and said, "Judging from your tone, Mr. Harris, do you want to go together? Didn't you rarely go there before?" George reasoned, "With a companion, the journey will be much more interesting. Naturally, I would like to go a few more times." Isabelle questioned, "Am I an entertainment for you?" After giving it sthought, George said, "I can't say that, but you did indeed provide all the excitement I saw during the tin Melfrey, Ms. Jenkins." Isabelle was speechless.
He was being honest.
Carl interjected, "Allowto interrupt. Well, from the way I see it, you two don't seem familiar with each other." Saying that, he looked back and forth between the two.
Just now, the actions of pouring water, handing water, and receiving water cnaturally to both of them, as if they were an old married couple. Obviously, these kinds of things had happened hundreds of times in their daily interactions..
He refused to believe there was nothing going on between them just because of this. When they spoke, they addressed each other formally as Mr. Harris and Ms. Jenkins.
Carl pressed, "It seems that you two aren't in a romantic relationship, huh?" Isabelle raised an eyebrow slightly and asked, “Romantic relationship?” She glanced at George and asked Carl. "Why would you think so?" Carl pointed to George and said, "Didn't he say on the phone that you are a Harrises? Besides being his girlfriend, what else could your identity be?" To conceal his smile, George coughed lightly with a fist to his lips. "Ahem..." "Many possibilities could be friends or neighbours. Besides, I'm not interested in old men," Isabelle said. indifferently.
1/3 Chapter 107 Ambiguous Old man? George's smile froze on his face. He turned to look at her.
"Old man?" Carl looked at Isabelle incredulously, then looked at George with disbelief. He couldn't help but turn his face away and secretly laugh at himself.
George leaned towards Isabelle and asked in a low voice, "I just testified for you with my family reputation that you're a good citizen, and now you're trying to distance yourself from me. Aren't you afraid of being suspected of your identity again?" Isabelle turned her head towards him. They faced each other, and the gap between them was very close. She said solemnly. "I mean I'm young, not that you're old."
George looked down slightly. He observed her eyelashes and petite, upturned nose, feeling helpless. He grumbled. "You don't need to repeat it again. He felt like he had just taken another stab.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmCarl laughed uncontrollably.
Isabelle said. "“Mr. Harris comes from a noble background, with innate and .O acquired conditions that ordinary people can't compare in a lifetime. I can't afford to cling to someone with his high stature." Is he happy when I put things this way? Isabelle thought.
She asked George to intervene because it was convenient and appropriate. All of her friends were involved in shady dealings, and most of them were more on the dark side.
Jim, a lawyer, had a fairly clean background, but she was wearing Isabelle's skin, and it wasn't convenient to trouble him. If she confirmed this, she'd have to jeopardise her identity; this was definitely not a deal Isabelle would agree to.
George thought, Why does this remark sound insincere to me? Carl held back his laughter and said, Isabelle, I have a son who's just a few years older than you. He's a talented young man who served in th X