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In my impression, although Isabella comes from a wealthy background, she has never adorned herself with ostentatious jewelry, presumably because she doesn't like it.

"Well, then gift her some sexy lingerie; it's the best gift. Although it's given to a woman, the one who ultimately benefits is you," Ryan said, wearing a lecherous grin.

Andrew's gaze grew colder, his deep blue eyes lowering as he opened the files on the table. "There's nothing; you can leave."

"..." Ryan felt like he had been taken apart and dismembered. "Alright, Alpha."

At the same time, Isabella's car had already stopped in front of the Harris family villa.

Even the weather was not favorable; halfway through the drive, it started to rain.

A chilly autumn rain, she opened the car door, and a chill hit her face.

Instinctively, she raised her eyes, looking at the villa in the wind and rain. The few steps in front of the building seemed to exude a sense of chilliness.

And on the steps stood a tall man.

At the same time,