Isabella Weaver heard this novel title and chuckled.
Madam Hunter.
Hmm, not bad at all!
She took the initiative to link arms with Harry Hunter: "Let's go, off to work!"
Harry Hunter walked her downstairs, asking casually, "Really don't need a few more days of rest?"
"No need, I'm quite well."
"Alright, if you feel unwell, call Johan Niles. I just sent his hospital equipment worth tens of millions, he should be quite attentive now."
"Really? I always thought Doctor Niles was quite upright and responsible, not someone who'd easily be swayed by money."
"You've misjudged him."
Talking, they left the living room and got into the car. The driver, Connor, greeted them warmly and then set off, first taking Isabella Weaver to Moonlight Jewelry.
The car was left with just Connor and Harry Hunter. Connor was glancing at Harry through the rearview mirror several times, suppressing a smile but said nothing.
