Stunned, Carl lifted his head to look at Isabelle standing there. Then he held the phone with another hand and said, “You… I… Let me confirm with you... The student named Isabelle from Norward is someone from your family...”
On the other end of the line, a man replied with a deep and magnetic voice, “Yes, she’s a Harrises...”
The Harrises? Which Harrises? Could it be that Harrisses?
Chase glanced at Isabelle, then shifted to Carl.
Earlier, Isabelle had made a phone call in front of them. She told her contact that she was suspected of being a spy from a certain country due to her outstanding performance and asked that person to talk to them.
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