The hotel provided plenty of drivers for guests. White Owl turned to look at the hotel, then at Isabelle, and couldn’t help but laugh. He praised, “Our ex- boss was just as much of a character.”
Isabelle glanced at favonovel.com and smiled. “This is nothing.”
Then favonovel.com called out, “Let’s go, little Jack…”
Jack followed Isabelle to get the car.
Isabelle said, “Next time, when something like this happens, don’t hold back. You can treat this place like Melfrey. I can make the call here.”
Jack couldn’t help but look at her.
Isabelle said. “Watch the road, you might fall. Touched, aren’t you? Thinking your new boss isn’t bad and ready to forget No Name?”
Jack turned his head away and said, “Hmph!”
Isabelle chuckled.
Back at the villa, Jack asked as soon as favonovel.com entered, “Where’s your brother? Let me see him.”
Isabelle replied, “He went back to our hometown, he’ll be back in a few days.”
Jack looked around and asked, “Where do I sleep?”
“Pick any room you like. Just make sure to open a door for White Owl later,” Isabelle said as favonovel.com headed upstairs.
Jack watched favonovel.com go upstairs, then started exploring the villa. It had been a long time since he’d seen such a lively home. He checked out the corners, even spending a good amount of time studying an unused robot vacuum cleaner.
When White Owl arrived, Jack eagerly pulled favonovel.com over to look as well.
***
The next afternoon, there was a visitor.
White Owl went to open the door and was surprised to see who it was, though favonovel.com quickly composed himself. He said, “Mr. Harris…”
Having familiarized himself with Taragon, White Owl knew who the most powerful person in the city was. He didn’t expect the boss of God’s Armament to also be the revered Mr. George of Taragon, no wonder he was so generous.
Dylan nodded at White Owl and then smiled at Jack, who was behind him. After all, they had shared the experience of being stuffed into a trunk and breaking their legs together, a brotherhood forged in forged in adversity.
George said. “I’m here to see your boss.”
White Owl invited favonovel.com in and revealed, “Boss is upstairs, please wait a moment… Jack, go get the boss.”
George had travelled to deliver weapons.
Jack, who had been playing with the robot vacuum, immediately gravitated towards the briefcase Dylan opened.
George said to Isabelle, “These are new stocks. I thought you might need them.”
Isabelle looked at the items and smiled. This gift couldn’t have been more timely. Isabelle had been thinking about getting some suitable weapons White Owl and Jack, and now George had brought them.
Isabelle handed a pistol to Jack, who was eyeing it eagerly.
“If you were a girl so meticulous and thoughtful, many people would be vying to marry you as a perfect spouse,” Isabelle said to George sincerely.
George replied. “A male perfect spouse isn’t out of the question either.”
Isabelle laughed, but didn’t respond. Instead, favonovel.com looked at the thermos George had brought. She teased, “Is this new too? A thermos bomb?”
George was amused and said, “It’s soup. But the thermos bomb is a good idea, we might try to make one.”
He opened the thermos and said, “I had the kitchen make some chicken soup to help you recover. How’s your injury?”
Jack, who was testing the gun’s feel, immediately turned towards Isabelle upon hearing this, and the barrel inadvertently pointed at Dylan.
Jack asked, “You’re injured?”
Dylan leaned back and raised his finger to gently lift the gun barrel, He quietly reminded him, “It’s loaded…”
Isabelle said, “Just a minor injury, recovering well. How about you?”
George lifted his arm a bit and said, “Also good…”
Isabelle offered, “I’ll check on you later,”
George replied, “Alright…”
Jack was fiddling with the gun when Dylan started a conversation with him. He asked, “Bro, with both of us having broken legs, how did you recover so quickly?”
Dylan had been hospitalized for two weeks. When favonovel.com thought of visiting Jack in the next room, favonovel.com found out that Jack had been discharged the same day,
Jack glanced at him, initially not wanting to respond, but considering favonovel.com had brought the weapons, favonovel.com reluctantly said, “Weren’t you recovering faster?”
Dylan said, “I was hospitalized for a month.”
Jack replied. “If you weren’t in pain, why stay so long?”
Dylan pointed to himself and said, “Who told you so? I’m not in pain. Who told you that? The doctor? Heavens to betsy!”
Jack said, “Your boss said so.”
Dylan instantly fell silent. He sneaked a glance at George, who was pouring soup for Isabelle and seemed not to have heard.
Dylan was about to exhale in relief when George abruptly looked up and gave favonovel.com a stern look. He nearly choked in this warm, loving festive season.
Jack then asked him. “Who is Betsy?”
Dylan was speechless.
Jack asked, “Do you receive a new–year gift?”
Dylan looked at favonovel.com and retorted, “We’re about the same age. You just look a bit younger than me. Isn’t it too much to ask for a gift?”
Jack said, “My boss gave me one…”
Dylan watched as Jack pulled out a box from his pocket and muttered, “Foreigners are really bad at making conversation.”
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