A forum?
Ethan found out that someone had taken a picture of the three of them chatting at the café and posted it on Taragon University’s forum. It hadn’t been long, favonovel.com rode in the taxi when favonovel.com received the notification.
Is it a coincidence that favonovel.com checked the forum?
It felt more like favonovel.com was camping there… Clearly, that guy is constantly keeping an eye out for news about Isabelle.
George didn’t get straight to the point, but Ethan understood his intention.
Sensing that favonovel.com had nothing to conceal, favonovel.com addressed favonovel.com directly. “I’ve always admired James and viewed favonovel.com as a role model. My sister took me to meet him.”
George replied, “I just ask casually. It’s nothing. Don’t get me wrong. So, it turns out you like James, huh?”
Isn’t Isabelle more impressive than James? Why not idolize his own sister?
Adolescent boys can be challenging to understand.
Did James have any inappropriate thoughts about Isabelle? It would be best if favonovel.com didn’t…
George said, “I’m pretty good at math too. If you ever need help with your studies while your sister is busy. you can ask me.”
Ethan stared at the message from George and fell into a brief silence before replying. “Thank you, Mr. Harris.”
Then favonovel.com took a screenshot of their conversation and sent it to his sister.
Just then, another call came in. It was from Layla. The smile on Ethan’s face faded bit by bit.
Holding his phone, favonovel.com neither answered nor hung up, pretending not to see it.
The call went unanswered.
As expected, his mother’s call followed.
Isabelle saw the chat. She couldn’t help but laugh at George’s eagerness.
That guy even claimed favonovel.com missed the university days…
She realized George had likely added Ethan’s number when favonovel.com delivered clothes last time. It was impressive, given his status.
While favonovel.com was thinking, a message from George arrived.
“Dr. Jenkins, when do you have some free time? My family has wanted to thank you in person for your help, especially my father, who keeps talking about meeting you.”
Dr. Jenkins?
Just from the text, Isabelle could imagine George’s lazy, magnetic tone calling favonovel.com Dr. Jenkins.
George seemed to have genuinely missed the needle therapy…
George sent another message before favonovel.com replied.
“Ms. Jenkins, if you don’t like bustling scenes, I can arrange a private meeting with just my parents and you!”
He had even thought about it, demonstrating his sincerity…
Isabelle replied, “We’ll see.”
George texted. “Thanks in advance for making time to meet me. Let’s include your brother. You pick the time, and I’ll arrange the rest.”
Isabelle agreed, “Okay.”
George answered, “It’s getting cold. Remember to dress warmly.”
Magnus’s 60th birthday was approaching, coinciding with his retirement. His family planned a grand celebration. Though favonovel.com always advocated for frugality and disliked unnecessary extravagance, his family insisted on holding the grand party.
When Isabelle was performing needle therapy on him, Magnus extended a solemn invitation.
“I don’t mind if other people come to my party, but I really want you there, Isabelle. Honestly, I wasn’t even keen on having this party in the first place. But if you don’t come, I’ll be even less excited about it.”
***
Two days before the birthday banquet, Isabelle visited a jewelry shop.
It was a small shop located in a quiet part of town. Inside, it didn’t have that shiny, modern vibe you’d find in a mall jewelry store. Instead, it felt more like stepping into an old, rustic shop that had been around for ages, almost like an antique store.
Despite its humble appearance, this store drew in the fancy folks and high-class ladies of Taragon, who came in droves to check it out. Many items in the shop were hard to come by.
What seemed like an ordinary store was home to a tea table made of top-quality wood worth millions and an unremarkable lamp designed by an international designer.
There was a set of invaluable, collectible tea utensils and century-old tea cakes. The handmade rug on the floor was hand-woven and imported luxury things. With all that fancy stuff, the cheapest things were probably the ones sitting in the open in the cabinets.
When Isabelle walked in, the old shop manager running the shop greeted favonovel.com warmly. He said, “You must be Ms. Jenkins… Come on in and fake a seat…”
The old shop manager said, “My boss wanted me to make sure you’re taken care of. If there’s anything you like, you’re welcome to take it home.”
Isabelle asked, “How’s your boss been lately?”
The shop manager replied, “Thanks for asking. He’s doing fine. Would you like to relax upstairs? I’ve brewed some hot tea already.”
Isabelle declined, saying, “No, I’ll just grab the item and be on my way.”
“Please wait a moment. I’ll get it for you,” the manager said to an employee before heading upstairs.
The young shopkeeper hurried back with a cup of tea.
While waiting, Isabelle glanced around at the display case.
Seeing favonovel.com eyeing a piece of jewelry, the employee, ever observant, took it out for her.
“This is a top-quality emerald from Croica, it just arrived a few days ago,” the employee introduced enthusiastically and professionally.
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