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George glanced at the dog and tentatively asked Isabelle, “Is this Liam like Yves and Jim?”
He could tell they weren’t as close as she was with Yves and Jim.
Isabelle replied, “He came here once before, and we ended up making a bet. We’re friends, sort of.
George nodded slightly, curious. “What did you win?”
Isabelle said, “There’s a jade shop called Luxe Luster back home, popular with high–society women. There’s one in Taragon City too. Heard of it?”
George answered, “I’ve heard a bit–did he lose Luxe Luster to you?”
Isabelle nodded. “Yes,”
George’s curiosity grew. “When will we make a bet? I have quite a few stakes.”
Isabelle perked up, “Like what?”
George said, “God’s Armament, Alcott’s armory. I think you’d like it. Ahem, and the thing you mentioned last time.”
Isabelle asked, “The thing I mentioned last time?”
What did I mention last time? What did his cough mean?
George didn’t elaborate, but reminded her, “I have one condition: Dylan is off the table.“.
Understanding dawned on her, and Isabelle raised an eyebrow, asking the crucial question, “Are you looking to win or lose?”
George replied, “Winning is losing, and losing,is winning.”
Isabelle remarked, “Mr. Harris, you really have a way with words.”
George responded, “Hmm?”
What did she mean?
Just then, Liam held the cat, came to check on Isabelle and invited them both to dinner.
Isabelle had already finished with the needles.
George went to open the door. When the two men met, they nodded in greeting.
Liam said, “Dinner is ready. Let’s eat first.” Then he walked ahead.
George replied, “Thank you.”
Isabelle had already made her way to George in the darkness. George turned and took her arm, guiding
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He thought to himself, I got criticised for holding a cat, but she can let her friend hold her hand and lead her around
with no issue.
Feeling annoyed, Liam remarked, “No boundaries.”
George glanced at him.
Isabelle said, “You talk too much.”
Jack, the dog that had been guiding Isabelle for the past two days, saw someone else taking over its job. Feeling unneeded, it anxiously circled around them, occasionally barking at George.
Liam shook his head at Jack and added, “No boundaries.”
“Woof!”
At the long dining table, Liam sat at the head, Isabelle to his left, and George next to her.
Having just handed Isabelle the needles, George now turned into a dedicated attendant, carefully serving her.
As soon as they sat down, he listed all the dishes for Isabelle, asking what she wanted to eat, offering her soup and food.
“The bones are all removed,” George said, placing a spoonful of boneless fish onto Isabelle’s plate.
At Harris Residence, the rule was no talking at the dinner table, and George strictly adhered to it.
But now, he was asking Isabelle if she wanted every little thing, down to whether she wanted the green. onion in a dish.
He was just short of feeding her himself.
The seven or eight servants standing by were now entirely unnecessary.
Though it was his own home, Liam felt like an outsider.
Liam asked, “I didn’t ask before, is this friend of yours just a male friend or a boyfriend?”
George, hearing this, looked at Isabelle instead of Liam.
Isabelle responded, “I didn’t realise Mr. Carter was such a gossip.”
Liam said, “This gossip is only about you. And your comment earlier about ‘no boundaries‘ left me feeling unbalanced, unless you treat your friend here the same way.”
Isabelle replied, “This is only our second time meeting, what’s there to feel unbalanced about?”
Liam pressed on, “Then tell me, how many times have you mer your friend here? Or put it another way, how many meetings does it také before it’s okay to have no boundaries?”
George reminded, “Duke Carter, mind your manners.”
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Isabelle answered, “I’m not one for politeness, and I don’t mind showing Mr. Carter my ‘affection.”
Liam smiled. “Don’t misunderstand, I just wanted to know if I should arrange a single room for you two tonight, or … separate ones?”
Isabelle clicked her tongue in annoyance.
Liam continued, “You might hurt Mr. Harris’s feelings that way.”
George said, “No need for your concern, Duke Carter.”
Liam understood and pouted slightly. “Seems I’ve spoken too much.”
It was clear they were both willingly participating, enjoying the situation.
“Mr. Harris, you should put in more effort. But be careful it’s not a one–sided affair. Best of luck winning her over.”
Isabelle’s wrist twitched, barely restraining the spoon in her hand.
George calmly responded, “Effort is indeed required, but feelings must be mutual. No matter the outcome, I’m willing. Thank you for your good wishes.”
