Chapter Two Hundred Sixty-Five

CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED SIXTY-FIVE

*Isabella... I hope this is what you also wish for? *

"What is it, Thomas? Tell me. I am your best friend. I will keep it a secret if you wish. I promise. don't bear this alone. I got your back like the old times." Mr George persuaded him as his amber eyes were intended and hooded upon his.

He inhaled deeply and tapped his fingers restlessly on the table.

"That I might probably don't have enough time. So we better act fast I suppose."

"You mean about your daughter's situation?"

He nodded.

"I'm afraid so. I know Janice can be stubborn and I want the best for her. I have to do this for her sake. She might not understand that now, but I hope that someday she will."

George heaved out a deep sigh as he reclined his head on his chair.

"I understand but don't you think it might be a little difficult to convince her after hiding everything from her? Considering how stubborn your daughter can be, you don't expect her to jump on the offer just like that."