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“How much money can you make from a month of summer work? You even bought me flowers and at watch Isabelle shoved the card into his pocket. “I can’t be bothered carrying this around, let me know if you need more.”
Ethan thought about Isabelle’s temperament <b>and </b>finally epted the card.
“Isabelle, I couldn’t help but notice the man who was with you when you got off the nest night. Was he from Taragon <b>City</b>?”
“Why do you ask?”
“He struck me as someone out of the ordinary. I know you can handle yourself, but Taragon City is a whole different ballgamepared to our small town. I just worry that you might act impulsively. Especially now, you’ve be even more strikingly beautiful… Can he watch out for <b>you </b>a bit?”
Isabelle thought of George <b>and </b>nodded. “Yes, he’s quite influential in Taragon City, even more so than the mayor. You don’t need to worry.”
Although <b>Ethan </b>detected a hint of exaggeration in her tone, he felt somewhat reassured.
<b>“</b>Alright, just promise to call me if you need anything.” Isabelle <b>dragged </b>her suitcase towards the departure hall.
Ethan <b>remained </b>standing, watching her go. His hand gripped the card tightly in his pocket, feeling the weight of the money for the first time. It made him slightly nervous, but he was determined to <b>manage </b>it responsibly.
George’s phone buzzed silently during the meeting, prompting a slight frown from him.
Initially, he ignored it out of habit, but soon, almost involuntarily, his hand reached for the device.
Upon seeing the caller’s identity, his frown softened, and he discreetly nced at his nephew Sam seated beside him.
With a subtle gesture, he interrupted the ongoing presentation and took the call.
“Miss Jenkins <b>has </b>arrived in Taragon City?”
George’s voice cut through the room, causing the attentive staff to exchange puzzled nces.
It was the first time they’d seen George take a call during a meeting.
Even more surprising was his tone <b>and </b>the mention of “Miss Jenkins.”
George continued <b>talking </b>as if no one else was there. “You’re arriving tonight? What time? Do you need me to <b>pick </b>you <b>up</b>?”
<b>Uncle </b>George personally picking someone up? And with that eager tone? This was absolutely unheard of.
On the other end of the line was a woman, a fact that left Sam staring at George in astonishment.
His mind raced with questions, wondering. Is Uncle George finally falling in love after all these years?‘Belongs ? to N?velDrama.Org.
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When did this happen? Howe I didn’t hear any rumors?”
<i>Is </i>there a prominent Jenkins family in Taragon City”
And what about Miss Sullivant
Meanwhile, in the departure lounge, Isabelle broached a different topic.
“I wanted to ask, was it Mr. Harris who arranged for the Harris family people to secretly protect me earlier?”
“Of course, George replied, slightly puzzled by her question.
Isabelle continued. “Oh, then they should still be around my house, right?”
A hint of surprise flickered across George’s face. With Isabelle’s capabilities, it seemed odd that she wouldn’t already know if they were still present.
The guards had long been withdrawn as they were deemed unnecessary.
Having shared a roof with Isabelle for two months, George, being astute, grasped the implication behind her words and tone<b>.</b>
Sensing her underlying request, he decided to y along. “Yes, they’re still there,” he assured her.
Isabelle said, “Then I feel relieved about my family in Norward City”
So that’s what she was getting at.
Understanding Isabelle’s true intention, George couldn’t contain his amusement, a smile spreading across his face, his eyes twinkling with amusement.
It was <b>a </b>subtle exchange, a testament to the art of conversation.
Isabelle <b>had </b>skillfully hinted at her desire for protection without making a direct request or seeking any explicit <b>favor</b>.
To call her clever would be an understatement.
The individuals in the meeting room observed George’s broad smile with a sense of unease, realizing the peculiarity of his behavior. Sam’s reaction mirrored their own astonishment, confirming just how out of the ordinary George’s actions were.
Then I’ll leave my family’s safety to Mr. Harris,” Isabelle stated with a sense of trust.
“Miss Jenkins, rest assured, George assured her before ending the call. However, his initial impulse to task Dn with the arrangement was checked by the reminder of Dn’s recovery in Melfrey.
After the meeting concluded, George delegated the <b>task </b>to another assistant, instructing them to select a dozen skilled guards to dispatch to the Jenkins Residence in Norward City.
Following the Duel Tournament, Isabelle remained vignt, knowing that Dark Shadow would likely target her. She sensed their presence during an outing, confirming her suspicions.
If not for her associar
with the God’s Armament <b>Qiance</b>. Isabelle believed Dark Shadow <b>would </b>have with the God’s Armament
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made their move sooner. Her decision to arrive in Taragon City a day earlier was partly influenced by
Eleanor and partly by her awareness of Dark Shadow’s looming thrlier was partly influenced by
Without her own trusted allies present, Isabelle found herself relying on George for assistance.
She harbored concerns that Dark Shadow might target <b>Ethan </b>and William, adding to her anxiety.
Before boarding her ne, Isabelle received a call from Timothy, who mentioned that his son Zack would also be studying in Taragon City, conveniently located near her school.
He offered her a ride to campus.
“I’m about to board the ne. I’ll arrive tonight,” Isabelle said.
Timothy smacked his thigh in frustration, realizing he had missed the opportunity to offer Isabelle a ride.
Isabelle stayed in a hotel that night and went to the school the next day to register.
The following morning, she arrived at Taragon University, dragging her suitcase along the pavement. Standing before the imposing gates, she gazed up at the campus with a mixture of determination and apprehension.
Considering Isabelle’s background, grades, and circumstances, her future seemed painfully predictable.
Without intervention, she would likely follow the same path as many others in her situation: relegated to a life of toil in a factory afterpleting high school. Enduring bullying and exploitation, her meager carnings would be siphoned away by Eleanor.
Eventually, she would be pressured into a marriage of convenience, her dowry a <b>paltry </b>sumpared to her worth.
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