His Beloved Ex-Wife

Chapter 79 A Gift George smiled slightly and said, "I should at least drink your wine, Miss Jenkins" Isabelle nodded slightly but remained silent.

Then George saw her reach out, pour a full glass of wine, and hand it to him.

Before George could reart, the girl clinked her glass against his, making a clear sound as the glasses touched. She said, "I'll drink first in honour." Then she tilted her head back and finished the drink in one go.

The whole sequence of actions was incredibly handsand stylish.

Even the way she held the wine glass was very cool and handsome.

Watching Isabelle casually drink the four million-dollar wine like water, Dylan felt a sharp pang of pain. It isn't just wine she's drinking: it's like she's drinking gold! Isabelle poured herself another glass. Expensive wine was something else. It was a whole new life to finally be able to drink decent wine.

"Mr. Harris, feel free to drink. It's on me." After saying that, Isabelle took her glass of wine and went upstairs.

George looked at the wine in his hand, then glanced upstairs at the girl. After a moment, he chuckled softly to himself.

He thought Isabelle's invitation to drink was around 7:30, the perfect tfor dinner. He imagined a carefully decorated dining table, even if there were no candles or roses-at least a nice atmosphere-with a steak or something similar.

The reality proved that he had been overthinking.

The more George thought about it, the more he couldn't help but laugh. He shook his head, then tilted his head back and finished the wine in his glass in one gulp..

The rich liquid flowed over his tongue, George's sexy Adam's apple sliding down, and his deep gaze followed the figure in the second-floor corridor, licking the inside of his cheek.

"Mr. Harris, I just checked online. The bottle you just drank is priced at over 4 million, and this whole box is at least billions. Miss Jenkins said it was a gift from a friend. Spending tens of billions on wine as a gift must be an extraordinary relationship." Dylan wouldn't react if it were a mansion worth billions. After all, it's worth it.

But this wine was worth thousands per sip. Even if they were rich, they could not just throw it around like this. Dylan hinted at George to investigate Isabelle's background and look into this friend.

He had never been this curious about someone before! 1/3 Chapter 79 A Gift W 740 However, George only heard two words from Dylan's words-extraordinary relationship.

George fell silent for a moment, then suddenly instructed, “Go and find something for me.” With this box of wine, Isabelle's mood had been quite good recently.

That day, Isabelle was upstairs in her room, typing on her computer, when suddenly someone knocked on the door.

Isabelle didn't lift her head and said. "Please cin, Mr. Harris." George asked, "Miss Jenkins, how did you know it was me?" "It couldn't have been anyone else," Isabelle said without looking up, but she muted the screen before George walked over.

George glanced at her computer out of curiosity. It was another gof Candy Crush.

"Mr. Harris, do you need something?" Isabelle set aside her computer.

"I'd like to give you something, Miss Jenkins. Perhaps you'll like it." Sendinga gift? What's going on here? nit Isabelle looked at him, then saw George take something out of his pocket. She focused on it and becinterested.

Picking up the acupuncture bag George placed on the table, Isabelle opened it to reveal rows of slender silver needles.

Indeed, they were acupuncture needles.

She took out a few needles and examined them closely. The silver needles glinted softly in the light and felt cool in her hand.

Isabelle immediately tested a few needles on her arm.

Seeing Isabelle's actions, George knew he had chosen the right gift.

"Mr. Harris, where did you find these?" Isabelle couldn't help but ask.

These needles were better than the ones she had custom-made at Maven Apothecary for several hundred thousand.

"I got them by chance. I thought you would like them, so I brought them back.” By chance? Isabelle thought: I didn't realise you could be so good at making things up.

Not to mention that these needles were only available in Cheshian. Even if swere in the resource- scarce Melfrey, they would be crudely made. There's no way they could reach this level of craftsmanship. "Mr. Harris, you must have put much effort into finding these." Indeed.

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George spent a lot of effort searching far and wide, eventually buying these needles at a high price from an old Cheshian doctor on the neighbouring continent.

The old doctor initially refused to sell were them, saying they were a familym heirloom meant to be passed down. to the next generation. Although it took seffort, at least he managed to find and give such an item away.

"Miss Jenkins, I'm glad you like it, George said.

Isabelle looked at the small needles in her hand. “I like it. It will cin handy.' " In the evening, Isabelle sat in the bathtub filled with water, with over twenty silver needles inserted into her body.

As the final needle was inserted, Isabelle slowly exhaled a breath of relief.

After waiting quietly for half an hour, Isabelle's fair skin was graduallym a subyar covered with a substance resembling oil or stains. She touched it, feeling a sticky sensation on her skin.

She removed the needles and held her breath as she sank into the bathtub.

The water barely covered her scalp, and a layer of oily substance floated on the surface.

Her originally fair skin appeared even more radiant and glossy when she surfaced again.

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