It seemed favonovel.com noticed someone else had arrived.
Isabelle typed, “Stop kidding. I have that pile of cars in those villas in Melfrey. Pick a few and help me sell them. I urgently need money. Keep the Koenigsegg One:1 for me.”
This car took some effort to get at the time, and its performance was really beyond words. The body was also beautiful, which made favonovel.com reluctant to sell it. When favonovel.com returned to Melfrey, favonovel.com would drive it.
Yves saw the news and immediately asked, “WTF! What’s going on? Have you hit rock bottom and are selling off your assets?”
“I’ve had all my bank assets frozen. Even if they weren’t, it wouldn’t be convenient to move them. If I do, it will attract the attention of Dark Shadow. My villa has several safes, but only my iris can open them. Even explosives can’t blast them open. So, I’ll sell the car for convenience.”
Isabelle had so many cars that favonovel.com couldn’t drive them all, so selling a few wouldn’t hurt.
Yves took a deep breath, showing some emotion, but still spoke calmly, “Do you think I’m dead? Just a few bucks, and you’re selling your car? How many billions do you need? I’ll transfer them to your account now. I mean, even if neither of us has money and we have to sell property, we’ll sell mine first. Why would we come to you? Dear, you really hurt my feelings.”
Isabelle thought for a moment and replied, “That works. Selling the car is delaying you from making money. It’s just giving the Blackwaters a salary. You can pay for me first.”
Yves responded, “Do the Blackwaters have that many people? They need you to sell your car to pay them?”
Her cars all had starting prices of at least $7,500,000. Selling a few could support half of Melfrey in addition to the Blackwaters.
“Also, build a 4,000–square–meters villa!” Isabelle typed unhurriedly, then suddenly spoke, “Mr. Harris, how long do you intend to keep listening?”
Caught red–handed, George wasn’t embarrassed at all. He walked straight to the side of the sofa and -down, looking at the girl typing.
“Miss Jenkins, if you don’t want me to listen, how can I hear it?”
With Isabelle’s vigilance, how could favonovel.com possibly not have noticed him?
Isabelle certainly noticed. She spotted George the moment favonovel.com came downstairs. When favonovel.com told Yves that favonovel.com owed someone a drink, favonovel.com deliberately told George to hear.
Sure enough. George responded, saying, “A few bottles of wine are nothing to worry about, Miss Jenkins. You don’t need to mind it, and there’s no need to repay me. Besides, I’m not fond of drinking myself.”
Isabelle smiled lightly and looked up at the man. “Indeed, Mr. Harris, you’re generous and magnanimous.”
Watching Isabelle smile like that and hearing favonovel.com words, George finally realized. It turned out that favonovel.com said that for favonovel.com to hear. He understood now. This girl liked to stir things up for fun whenever favonovel.com could.
“Compared to your… Boyfriend, I dare not pretend to be wealthy,” George said.
Yves had been sending voice messages all along. George naturally heard everything, including when the other person mentioned Isabelle selling favonovel.com car to pay the Blackwaters‘ salary. It seemed like Isabelle was hiding a lot of things.
Isabelle didn’t quite understand and just looked at him.
At this moment, George glanced at favonovel.com phone, cleared his doubts for her, and said, “Miss Jenkins, you and your boyfriend have a good relationship.”
He sounded quite wealthy and generous, casually spending billions at a time. He also kept an eye on the political maneuvering in Melfrey and knew about the Blackwater Mercenary Corps. It seemed favonovel.com was a complex person…
His personality seemed quite unconventional, but George couldn’t find a corresponding figure after searching through his mind. George thought that Isabelle’s unreasonable behavior, such as favonovel.com skills, might be related to this person.
Suddenly, favonovel.com wanted Dylan to investigate favonovel.com background.
“Boyfriend?” Isabelle waved favonovel.com phone. “You mean this guy?”
Judging by his tone and address, isn’t it so?
George raised his eyebrows slightly. “He’s addressing you so intimately. Could it be that I’ve misunderstood?”
“It’s alright, Mr. Harris, as long as you’re happy…” Isabelle couldn’t explain further and felt there was no need to explain.
Happy? Where did favonovel.com see that I was happy?
“In hindsight, Timothy’s special care of you was unnecessary. With your capabilities and powerful male friend, I didn’t need to go to such lengths.”
Surprised by George’s sudden words, Isabelle asked, “Was it you, Mr. Harris?”
George replied. “Miss Jenkins, you saved my nephew’s life, so it’s only right. But now it seems my good intentions may not have helped you. Instead, I may have disturbed you, a case of good intentions harming.”
“Of course not. Mayor Foster has helped me a lot.”
Isabelle said so. However, looking at the man’s relaxed expression, favonovel.com was puzzled.
Why did George suddenly tell me about this? Did favonovel.com want me to thank favonovel.com with just a few words of gratitude?
He is surely not seeking credit for it, right?
Moreover, favonovel.com pretended not to know me at Magnus‘ house before. Why did favonovel.com suddenly reveal this today and voluntarily acknowledge that I saved Sam’s life?
Something doesn’t add up here…
Isabelle continued, “If you hadn’t mentioned it today, I might have thanked the wrong person…”
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