Isabe had moved out of the mansion and hadn''t heard anything about Seth for
several days. The production line at Nemotors had returned to normal, and they were
now producing cars for the new quarter, which kept her upied.
Every now and then, when she opened her phone, she could still see Seth’s name.
However, she deliberately avoided it.
After work, she returned home alone and had to tidy up the house. It had been a while
since she stayed at home, so everywhere was dirty.
As she left the house that day, she heard amotion not too far away.
“Who gave you the right to live in the same building as me?!”
“I''m fine with it. Do you have a say in the matter?”
“Just leave already! Your presence annoys me!”
Why does one of the voices sound like Leonard''s? she thought.
Isabe was puzzled. Then, she saw two peopleing out of the staircase.
“Miss Cline?”
Courtney was in the middle of a conversation with Leonard. Upon hearing Isabe’s
voice, both of them shifted their attention to her.
“What?!” eximed Leonard, wide-eyed. “Isabe?”
Courtney was also stunned. “What are you doing here?”
Isabe smiled and pointed to the house. “I rented a house here.”
Courtney and Leonard exchanged a look, and both subtly smirked.
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“What are you two...? Isabe was baffled to see them here.
“| just moved here because my new store is nearby, and I’m toozy to drive every day,”
Courtney exined, then yfully pped Leonard’s head. “He’s a bit entric. I’m
nning to kick him out soon.
Isabeughed. “So we’re going to be neighbors?”
“Absolutely!” Courtney pped her hands, admitting with a smirk. “It’s a coincidence to
bump into each other like this.”
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Leonard chuckled in response.
It was all a setup, not fate.
“Hey, we''re having a housewarming partyter. Do you want to join us, Isabe?”
Courtney asked.
Isabe was worried that Seth would show up, so she quickly shook her head. “No, |
have to go outter. You guys have fun.”
Having said that, she swiftly closed the door, denying them the opportunity to reply.
Outside, the duo hurriedly sprang into action and scrambled to make calls to various
individuals.
Inside the room, Isabe leaned against the door panel and pped her forehead.
Well, darn it. How could things be so coincidental? she wondered.
She hadn''t nned to go out at all. Later, when the person from next door shows up,
given Courtney’s personality, she would undoubtedly extend another invitation, Isabe
pondered.
Forget it; she’d better take a quick shower and head out. If she couldn''t afford to
provoke anyone, she could certainly choose to stay out of sight.
She quickly grabbed her clothes and went into the bathroom. Halfway through her
shower, she realized that the faucet was not working.
It was probably a problem with the main valve, so she wrapped herself in a towel and
went to the kitchen to turn on the water valve.
It was probably not used for a long time, so turning it by hand was out of the question
In arush, she hurriedly grabbed a wrench and tried to forcibly turn the water valve
Unfortunately, things didn’t go her way. She used too much force and turned the
wrench too hard.
There was a loud sound. Something exploded in front of her, and then a rush of water
came gushing out.
Ah!
Her scream pierced the air as she quickly scrambled to her feet. Within seconds, the
kitchen was flooded.
D*mn it, how could this happen? Isabe was puzzled.
She stood there dumbfounded, without any way to fix the situation.
Just then, there was a knock on the door, and Courtney’s voice sounded.
“Isabe Symons, we''ve gotpany. Come join us!”
Isabe’s head was spinning, and she
felt overwhelmed. She was in a state
of panic.
Wearing only a bath towel, and with her roompletely flooded, how could she
possibly answer the door?
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The knocking continued for a while, and was soon apanied by the incessant
ringing of her phone.
It was maddening.
Isabe took a deep breath, hurriedly
entered her room, and promptly
locked the door to Belongs to (N)?vel/Drama.Org.
change into dry clothes.
The knocking continued for a while, and was soon apanied by the incessant
ringing of her phone!
It was maddening.
Isabe took a deep breath, hurriedly
entered her room, and promptly
locked the door to
change into dry clothes.