C44 Chapter Forty-four

‘How in the world am I supposed to be focused on this house tour when all that was running in my mind is that line he said?’

It was impossible to ignore, let alone forget.

‘Allow me to spoil you a little, Isobelle.’

“A little? A little?! How could this little kingdom be categorized as little?” Belle stared at the signed impressionist painting. That art alone looks like it should be in a museum