Chapter 77
Even though Mandy agreed with her daughter internally, she was stubborn. She would never agree to it
verbally due to her long-time prejudice against Harold.
Ultimately, she didn''t want to admit it.
“Mom, what if the vase is really worth fifty million?” Brittany retorted.
“Um...”
Mandy was rendered speechless by her daughter''s question.
“Brittany''s analysis is right. How about this? I''ll take care of Brittany''s Greenhouse Produce for a few
days. You two tail that person. Then you could see what he''s up to and whether there''s anything
unusual going on with him.”
Richard was the rtively calmer one, so his suggestions were objective.
Mandy and Brittany both agreed to his n.
Afterward, they went to sleep in their own rooms.
The next morning, in Isabe''s home, Isabe got the shock of her life.
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When Isabe woke up and opened her eyes, she saw Harold lying next to her. However, there was no
nket in between them to separate the two.
“Ahhh!” Isabe let out a piercing cry the moment she saw him.
She remembered she had ordered Harold to sleep on the couch in the living roomst night. Then, she
had locked her door.
How and when did hee in?
However, that was not the most important question. What''s more important was that she thought that
since she had locked her door yesterday, he would not be able to enter her room.
That was why she had taken out her more revealing and sexy pajamas and wore them to sleep.
Since the material of the pajamas was vaguely see-through, she bet the man had already seen her
entire half-naked body!
Harold was still soundly asleep when he was awakened by Isabe''s shrill scream. Instantly, he flipped
over and covered her mouth with his hand.
Isabe struggled fiercely and made those types of moaning noises that were sometimes loud and
sometimes soft. Those sounds often made men excited after hearing them.
“Why are you screaming? Aren''t you afraid of Mom telling you off again?” Harold reminded her in a
whisper.
Upon hearing his words, Isabe blushed in embarrassment and quieted down.
“Who says she''s your mom? Anyway, be honest with me. How did you get in? I''m sure I locked the
door yesterday!” questioned Isabe.
She red again at Harold while grabbing the nkets and covering her vital parts.
With a straight face, Harold answered, “Didn''t you invite me to your room in the middle of the night? Do
you not remember it?”
Secretly, Harold was amused.
He was the God of War and was obviously not going to be stopped by a locked door.
“Did I really open the door and invite you in?”
Harold nodded.
At his answer, Isabe was genuinely puzzled. Did I sleep-walk?
While eating breakfast, Pauline again gave Harold and Isabe a weird look. Instantly, Isabe felt
awkward.
“I don''t want to eat anymore!”
Setting her cutlery onto her te, Isabe returned to her room to grab her bag, preparing to go job-
hunting.
After his daughter left the dining table, Benson immediately moved to Harold''s side. Then, he discreetly
asked, ”You''re amazing, Harold! Do you have any particr tricks, or have you been using any
medication or whatnot to improve your performance in bed? Why don''t you rmend some to me?”
s, Isabe''s timing wasn''t right. She happened to overhear the exchange between her father and
Harold after exiting her room with her bag. Instantly, she felt so embarrassed that she wanted to
disappear underground.
Thus, she covered her face and ran out.
Pauline red at Benson fiercely before leaving for the kitchen. However, she didn''t stop her husband
from asking their son-inw those questions.
Based on what Harold could see from his parents-inw''s behavior, he now knew why Pauline would
scold her daughter every time thetter screamed.
It turned out Benson was having trouble in bed.