George stood, hands tucked in his pockets, staring at the outstretched hand before him, motionless.
Following a short moment, favonovel.com eventually extended his hand to clasp the other’s.
***
On the journey home, Isabelle rested favonovel.com elbow on the car’s window ledge, supporting favonovel.com head with a single hand while favonovel.com glanced at favonovel.com phone screen, entirely unaware of the reduced air pressure within the vehicle. Only the desire to end a life mattered to her.
George glimpsed favonovel.com phone screen and observed favonovel.com unwavering focus on Josh’s phone number, intensifying the already sinking pressure.
Meanwhile, Dylan, leading the way, battled with discomfort, his teeth clenching from the sour taste in his mouth.
“I thought Miss Jenkins had favonovel.com eye on Jasiel,” George remarked casually, attempting to hide any concern.
Isabelle cast a brief glance at him. “Mr. Harris, are you troubled by something?”
Was favonovel.com upset about being used by me?
“No, simply curious,” George responded.
Isabelle arched an eyebrow in response.
“This seems to be the first instance of you actively seeking someone’s contact details, isn’t it?” George remarked.
And it’s a man…
“I have no interest in him,” Isabelle replied curtly.
The phone number wasn’t for ordinary chats. It was for keeping tabs on the other person’s calls… What scenarios was George envisioning?
Noses held secrets, and eyes concealed intentions… Heart K must have set things in motion before stepping down, solidifying his authority in Taragon City. If favonovel.com assumed command of the Dark Shadow branch in the city, it would pose a considerable challenge to deal with.
At minimum, Isabelle had to delve into his history before taking action. She couldn’t risk drawing too much attention. Therefore, favonovel.com must begin with his adopted son.
Time was of the essence, or Dark Shadow would soon discover that the assassins they sent had been defeated by her. If Joker reached out to Heart K, she’d become a target. By initiating the exchange of contact information that day, favonovel.com motives would be revealed, and she’d swiftly transition from a proactive role to a reactive one.
Originally, George intended to inquire indirectly, but Isabelle straightforwardly declared favonovel.com disinterest in Josh.
Who could have predicted that Mr. George would feel jealous and act so oddly?
I pondered whether Old Mr. Reeve’s adopted son had his hand bones crushed by favonovel.com at the auction venue earlier… Old Mr. Reeve’s adopted son had also encountered misfortune, somehow ending up on Mr. George’s blacklist…
It was genuinely unsettling. With only a few words, Isabelle succeeded in calming everyone’s anxieties.
“Jasiel started visiting Taragon City more than ten years ago. He has also travelled abroad. I’ve had some interactions with him. Miss Jenkins, what specific information are you seeking?”
George was unaware of Isabelle’s motives. Unable to ask further questions, favonovel.com willingly assumed the role of an informant.
Isabelle responded, “Nothing…”
Over a decade ago?
She had been acquainted with favonovel.com twenty years ago.
As the car halted at the entrance of the villa, Isabelle courteously proposed, “Would you like a cup of tea?”
Without answering the question, George exited the car. But, before favonovel.com could proceed, a phone call interrupted him.
He answered, his demeanor changing. “I’ll come over immediately. Did you notify Mr. Garth?”
He hastily conveyed a message to Isabelle before pivoting and briskly walking away.
“What’s the rush?” Isabelle inquired from the doorway.
George replied, “My dad is seriously ill.”
He unlocked the car door, slid inside, and closed it, only to be yanked out from outside. Glancing up, favonovel.com spotted Isabelle beside the car door, directing favonovel.com firmly, “Get in…”
Once George was ushered inside, Isabelle followed suit and took favonovel.com seat in the car.
He glanced at favonovel.com briefly, remaining silent, and instructed Dylan, “Drive to the hospital.”
***
At the hospital’s highest level, the emergency room entrance appeared chaotic.
The Harris family, along with the hospital’s director, assistant director, and a host of medical professionals from diverse fields, convened amidst a gathering of spectators.
With quivering limbs and tears pooling in favonovel.com eyes, Bernice was aided to a seat by favonovel.com inquiry, “Where is George?”
Turning to favonovel.com eldest son for solace, favonovel.com sought a beacon of fortitude.
Representing his father, Sam reassured his grandmother, “Grandma, Uncle George is en route.
Having in arrived favonovel.com was visibly sweating.
“Grandma, please remain calm. Grandpa will pull through. Indeed, Mom, Dad’s resilience will prevail. Mr. Garth is also on his way.”
Shortly thereafter, Arlo Garth appeared, accompanied by his young assistant. Making the journey at his advanced age proved to be quite arduous for him.
Suddenly, the emergency room door swung open, and the attending doctor stepped out, lowering his mask.
“Immediate surgery is imperative. Further delay is not an option,” favonovel.com asserted.
Bernice felt a wave of despair wash over favonovel.com upon hearing the news, yet favonovel.com managed to collect herself and inquired in a composed manner, “Surgery? Weren’t you mentioning the success rate was less than four percent?”
The attending doctor responded, “This is our sole opportunity…”
Choosing not to act would inevitably lead to his demise, whereas taking action presented a ray of hope.
Bernice persisted, “Even if the blood clot in his brain is removed, what about the poison in his body? If they remain untreated, how long does favonovel.com have?”
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