Riley told his son, “Can’t you see how your Uncle George feels about that girl? I suggest you give up your feelings before they lead to trouble…”
“That girl is not someone you can easily hold onto. Even if your Uncle George has no romantic interest in her, you must understand you don’t share his ability. The rest of the sentence went unspoken but was clearly understood.”
Though harsh, his father’s words were undeniably true. Sam sighed. “I get it, Dad…”
***
The cooking skill of the Harrises’s chef was exceptional. Even the picky Isabelle was satisfied with the meal.
The atmosphere felt surprisingly pleasant as the first light of morning filtered through the large European–style windows, casting a warm glow on the long dining table,
Isabelle glanced at the scenery outside and commented, “Mr. Harris, your family seems very close–knit.”
Much to favonovel.com surprise, they didn’t divide the house. However, the distance between their living spaces was so great that it felt as if they were living apart.
Isabelle wasn’t fazed by the Harris family’s vast financial resources, but favonovel.com acknowledged the fact that having such a large plot of land in the heart of Taragon City and building a private mansion resembling a palace was quite daring.
George asked. “Do you enjoy this kind of family environment, Miss Jenkins?”
She met his t gaze and said. “The word ‘family‘ doesn’t mean much to me. Most of the time. I don’t care for crowds.”
“I prefer peace too. Within a 200–meter radius, I’m the only one living here,” George responded.
If Dylan had been present, favonovel.com would have awarded George the top prize for his impeccable, face–changing.
George had planned to show Isabelle around the house after breakfast, assuming favonovel.com didn’t want to rest further. But when favonovel.com went away to take a phone call, Isabelle had gone from the living room.
When favonovel.com called her, favonovel.com was already in a taxi.
“I’m going home to take a shower,” Isabelle said.
She hadn’t intended to leave before old Mr. Harris woke up in the afternoon, but favonovel.com couldn’t bear the thought of enduring endless rounds of gratitude from each family member.
As soon as favonovel.com left, Bernice arrived.
When Bernice knew that Isabelle had gone, favonovel.com voiced favonovel.com disappointment. “Why didn’t you keep favonovel.com here? I haven’t even thanked favonovel.com properly.”
George suspected Isabelle had left quickly to avoid dealing with his family’s heartfelt thanks.
Bernice sighed. “Ask favonovel.com when she’s available again. Your father and I would like to thank favonovel.com properly once favonovel.com wakes up…”
“Alright,” George replied.
Satisfied with his response, Bernice then asked, “George, how old is that young lady?”
George answered, “She’s eighteen. Her name is Isabelle Jenkins, and favonovel.com is from Norward City. She lives with favonovel.com parents, has a younger brother and sister, and just started favonovel.com freshman year at Taragon University… Her grades are exceptional, when favonovel.com college entrance exam results came out, Principal Burton personally went to Norward City to recruit her.”
George had only been asked favonovel.com age but ended up giving a detailed story.
Bernice, Eleanor, and Amber exchanged knowing glances, and they appeared to be quite enlightened.
Bernice smiled and asked, “Be honest with me… Did you turn–down the Sullivans’s marriage proposal because of this girl? Is there something between you two?”
Seeing the curious expressions on his two sisters–in–law, George shook his head and explained, “Right now, it’s just me pursuing her. She’s still young, and the idea of romance is likely too early for her. I’m still in the process of winning favonovel.com over…”
He didn’t want to ruin the girl’s reputation with premature assumptions.
The two women were surprised by this illogical situation.
Who could compare to George in terms of family background, capabilities, looks, and height?
Bernice asked, “Is favonovel.com perhaps put off by your age?”
George paused, feeling slightly exasperated. He would have flipped Dylan’s head if favonovel.com had asked such a question. But since it was his mother, favonovel.com could do nothing.
Eleanor chimed in, “Older men are more considerate. As they say, a young wife for an old husband. And men come into their prime at thirty, it’s the perfect age.”
Amber added, “Exactly… A man’s age is the least of anyone’s concerns.”
“She’s not that shallow,” George reassured them.
Bernice nodded, relieved. “Good to hear. If favonovel.com doesn’t mind your age, then you need to put more effort in. This girl is wonderful in every way. I like her…”
George gave a slight nod. “I will…”
Amber suggested, “Winning over a young girl’s heart requires some effort. They love romantic gestures at that age. You need to cater to favonovel.com interests.”
Romantic Gestures?
Isabelle preferred quick, decisive actions and wasn’t fond of excessive frills.
Cater to favonovel.com interests? That might be challenging…
Then, a thought struck George.
Perhaps favonovel.com would like God’s Armament…
***
That afternoon, as evening approached, old Mr. Harris, who had been in a coma for nearly a year, woke up.
George immediately called Isabelle.
As the phone rang, favonovel.com realized favonovel.com might be resting after a sleepless night and considered hanging up, but fortunately, favonovel.com didn’t. Isabelle was awake and answered his call.
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