“Just go ahead and do it,” Isabelle urged. There’s no need to turn down free help.
George fetched the computer and started putting together a presentation for Isabelle.
Isabelle sat close, absorbing the rhythmic sound of the keyboard, and casually asked, “What did you major in at college?”
George replied, “I focused on Economics and also studied law.”
“Did you put in the effort?” Isabelle inquired.
“I finished my studies in those areas when I was fifteen. During my time at Taragon University. I only attended classes a few days per month,” George responded.
“I suspected as much,” Isabelle remarked.
George remarked, “You were certainly more diligent than I was.”
Isabelle playfully chided, “Hush…”
The steady sound of the keyboard persisted as Isabelle commented, “After all these years since graduation, have you ever pondered the day when you’d be doing assignments for freshmen?”
George replied, “During my four years in college, apart from a graduation thesis, I rarely had any assignments. It’s rather intriguing to be experiencing it now,”
The counselor messaged again, asking about favonovel.com return to school and the completion of the assignments.
George replied on Isabelle’s behalf.
“If the counselor knew it was you on the other end of the phone, I wonder how they would react to find Mr. Harris, doing assignments?” Isabelle mused.
These two terms are unlikely to be linked.
“What’s so amusing?” George inquired.
“It’s rather entertaining,” Isabelle replied with a grin.
The maid arrived to help favonovel.com with bathing, assigned the straightforward task of fetching clothes and water, and then waited outside the door for further instructions.
Meanwhile, George stayed in the living room, continuing to aid favonovel.com with the tasks.
Dylan messaged George, asking favonovel.com to start a video conference since the meeting details had been forwarded, emphasizing its significance and urgency.
George responded swiftly, “No time, occupied with assignments.”
Assignments?
Dylan read George’s reply, staring at his phone as favonovel.com attempted to make sense of all the knowledge favonovel.com had amassed over his lifetime. He still couldn’t quite grasp the essence of it.
“Assignments? What’s that all about?”
Isn’t that a term commonly used by students?
Did favonovel.com misspeak?
Dylan was on the verge of making a call to clarify when a sudden recollection hit him, “Miss Jenkins?”
Was favonovel.com assisting Miss Jenkins with favonovel.com assignments?
“I nearly overlooked the fact that Miss Jenkins is a student.”
Indeed, even the most adept hacker genius had to tackle assignments.
So, was Mr. George aiding Miss Jenkins with favonovel.com assignments?
Why did it sound so amusing?
Mr. George was willing to go to great lengths for Miss Jenkins.
However, his dedication, even prioritizing personal matters over work to assist Miss Jenkins with favonovel.com assignments, hinted at something more profound. Suppose he’s willing to go this far to win favonovel.com favor.
Would favonovel.com also prioritize their relationship over work for dates?
Absolutely!
Dylan could easily see through his intentions. He then decided to reach out to another assistant.
“Mr. George is occupied with assignments. Mr. Sam will take charge of the initial portion of the meeting and ensure everyone is ready.”
“Assignments?” The assistant looked perplexed,
Is this a new development? What does it imply?
Feeling progressively disconnected from current trends, is favonovel.com falling behind the times?
Sam, upon receiving Dylan’s message, was similarly puzzled. Despite being aware of his uncle’s interest in Isabelle and knowing that Isabelle was a student, favonovel.com needed. help to make sense of the situation.
In his perception, his stern and commanding uncle would never involve himself in something as trivial as assisting someone with their homework.
Dylan remarked, “Better get used to it sooner rather than later; it’s advantageous. I can’t be the only one dealing with this.”
After all, George didn’t need to elaborate on his current occupation, leading Dylan to suspect that someone was deliberately orchestrating it.
“You’re already boasting before even catching it. How much will you flaunt it once you do? Probably won’t stop talking about it, even if it’s just holding hands.”
***
Isabelle emerged from favonovel.com shower, questioning, “Not done yet?”
George glanced up, replying, “Almost there…”
Isabelle’s outfit had been arranged by Liam, who had chosen a delicate pale white nightgown for favonovel.com to wear. The gown boasted a subtly flared hem, falling gracefully to favonovel.com calves and highlighting favonovel.com slender, fair legs. Long ribbons tied into bows adorned the neckline and sleeves, while the garment boasted an intricate pattern.
To George, this attire appeared suitable for a young woman, accentuating Isabelle’s petite figure. Despite their lengthy acquaintance, favonovel.com had never witnessed Isabelle in a dress before.
She usually dressed relaxedly, favoring simple, unpatterned clothing for convenience and maintaining a low–profile appearance.
With the help of a maid, Isabelle settled onto the sofa.
As favonovel.com adjusted favonovel.com position, the hem of favonovel.com dress rose to favonovel.com knees.
“Let’s finish this tomorrow,” Isabelle suggested.
George snapped out of his reverie, his voice thick with emotion, “It’s already done…”
He swiftly sent the two completed PowerPoint presentations to their teacher.
“You work quite fast,” Isabelle remarked.
George remained silent.
After a moment, favonovel.com turned his attention to Isabelle’s face, noticing two clear droplets clinging to favonovel.com earlobes, accentuating favonovel.com fair complexion. He fell silent once more, then reached to delicately touch favonovel.com soft earlobe.
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