“Why don’t you wait for me a moment? I’ll take a quick shower first...”
Suddenly, Isabelle hissed.
George looked confused. He asked, “What’s wrong?”
“Your actions lead me to believe you’ve been intimate with Levi Smith’s daughter,” Isabelle stated firmly.
George wasn’t obsessively clean. He simply had some perfume on his clothes. He was shocked by her audacious remark.
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