Bernice pulled Isabelle to the dining table and asked, "Where did you travel to? Did you have fun?"
Isabelle replied, "Cluebia... It was okay."
After dinner, George took Isabelle back to his place.
From a distance, Isabelle saw three top-of-the-line sports cars parked in front of George's villa, all the same model but in different colors.
The car doors and roofs were open, as if waiting for someone to come and choose. This clearly wasn't because they had guests.
RESTRICTED CONTENT
Sorry, this chapter is locked. Only readers with active membership account can access this page.
Visit https://virtual-novel.net/donate/ to have active membership account.
Alternative site is available for free readers (no regular updates for some titles)
OR LOGIN: