Chapter 34: If You Don't Want To Die
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Tears of Blue Mirror was the name of a small island in the Peace Sea.
The water surrounded the tear-shaped island was clear and blue like mirror. If seeing from above, it looked like a tear in a blue mirror.
That was how it got its name.
The island was small but very famous. Almost everyone in Peace City knew about it.
The island was luxuriously decorated and majestic so that it was always the best choice for celebrities to take photos, and for wealthy people to hold wedding parties or vacations.
Then, it was after Isabella stepped on the delicate white sand beach that she knew...
The whole island belonged to the Wilsons!
All the facilities on the island were the assets of the Wilsons, including every toilet bowl!
"Wow, that's so cool!"
Romance of young girls arose in Isabella's heart. She shook off her shoes and happily stepped on the sand, "The pictures are beautiful enough, but is nothing compared to being here in person."
When Joseph saw the shoes flying in front of him and Isabella's delicate white ankles, Joseph couldn't help but feel annoyed. He viciously killed Isabella's joy and said gloomily, "How can you take off your shoes? My grandfather is in the hotel right in front of us. If he sees how shameless you are, how can I explain to him?
"How is taking off one's shoes a shameless thing?"
Isabella frowned and limped back to put on her shoes. Then, she looked at Joseph's back and muttered unhappily, "Then should all the beauties on the beach in bikinis go die? I can't tell that he is an old fogey at such a young age."
"What did you say?"
Joseph had a good hearing. He turned his head and roared, "Who is an old fogey?"
"No! No!"
Isabella immediately caught up and said with a smile, "I just said, I heard that there might be fog on the sea. By the way, I still have a lesson to attend at 3 p.m. What should I do? Are you going to have a plane take me back later? Rich people do romantic things like this, don't you?"
"Why should I care if you have a lesson?"
Just as they were about to reach the entrance of the hotel, Joseph reached out his elbow and signaled Isabella to walk with him arm in arm. With that, they could pretend to be a couple deep in love.
"Why should you care?"
Isabella couldn't accept what he said at all, "You brought me here! I will be punished if I don't go back to attend the lesson!"
"Then you can find a way by yourself."
Joseph abruptly pulled Isabella and forcefully put her hand on his arm. He warned Isabella, "Be elegant and keep quiet later."
After a pause, he added, "If you don't want to die."
"..."
Word failed Isabella and she had to say, "Fine, Mr. Joseph."
...
"Good afternoon, Grandpa!"
The handsome man and beautiful woman walked hand in hand and knocked on the door of Charlie's suite with brilliant smiles.
William stood by the door with a smile, "Master Wilson was talking about you two just now. Come in quickly."
"Isabella, you finally come."
Charlie walked out of the room and said with a smile, "How's your foot?"
"Joseph asked Doctor Morris to make a very useful ointment for me. It doesn't hurt much anymore."
Isabella spun around, "Look!"
"No!"
Charlie hurriedly stopped her, "Don't move even if your foot doesn't hurt anymore, in case it gets swollen again. Joseph, why don't you stop her?"
"I've always told her to be careful."
Joseph dotingly rubbed Isabella's head and smiled, "She's just like a child who never learned from her pain and refused to listen to me. Am I right, Isabella?"
Isabella felt embarrassed being rubbed by Joseph like this, "I'm sorry. I won't do that anymore."
"Good girl!" In Joseph's smiling eyes, there were cold and frightening lights.
Charlie laughed loudly.
He said, "Isabella, you are a lively child, but Joseph is doing this for your good. You have to understand him. Go change your clothes. I'll have the chef steam the seafood that just fished up. The seafood on Tears of Blue Mirror is world famous!"
"Alright!"
Isabella happily rushed out of the room and headed straight to the third floor with the room card that William had handed her.
"Wow!"
She had to admit that ever since she pretended to be a couple with Joseph, the definition of luxury in her heart had been updated several times.
It was a golden, dazzling, super luxurious classical European presidential suite. There were a thick purple carpet and a soft queen bed which allowed her to roll on it several times without falling...
Most importantly, she could see the sea from the windows of the room directly!
Isabella cried out in excitement.
Then she threw off her shoes, jumped to the bedside, and picked up the blue beach dress specially prepared for her.
"What a high-level enjoyment! These evil rich people!"
As Isabella sighed, she took off her shirt and jeans. Just at that time, she heard the sound of the door opening. She thought it was the waiter, so she asked a series of questions without looking back "How much does this room cost per day? Does it need to be booked in advance? Is it very popular? There are a lot of rich people here, right?"
"This is my private room. No reservation is allowed."
Joseph's low voice rang out. Isabella was taking off her jeans. Hearing his voice, she was scared and squatted, "Joseph ... why did you come in?"
"Didn't you hear me? This is my private room."
Joseph kicked away Isabella's shoes with a disgusting look on his face. He walked straight to the wardrobe beside the bed and opened it. Inside were men's clothes of all styles and colors...
This room was indeed his territory.
"Damn!"
Isabella hurriedly tried to get the dress on the bed. "William must have given me the wrong room card. He gave me yours. I'll leave when I'm done changing. Don't look back."
"He didn't give you the wrong one."
Hearing this, Joseph purposely turned his head around. While taking off her suit, he expressionlessly looked at Isabella, "You are arranged to live with me."
Isabella was standing up to get her dress. Seeing Joseph turn around, she squatted on the ground again in fright and then pulled the sheets to cover herself, "Why should we live in the same room? Didn't I tell you not to turn around? I haven't finished changing yet!"
"Why shouldn't we share a room?"
Joseph had already taken off his coat and he began to take off his shirt. Her perfect upper body was quickly exposed to Isabella, "In name, you are my girlfriend."
Isabella's eyes widened as she stared at Joseph's strong and well-shaped arm. Seeing that he was hanging up clothes without looking at her, she couldn't help but glance at his abdominal muscles, "But we live in separated rooms in the Wilson Manor!"
"Grandpa asked someone to make that arrangement specially to respect your privacy."
Joseph suddenly turned his head around and looked into Isabella's eyes, "We are not a couple yet. How could we sleep together all day?"
Isabella hurriedly withdrew her gaze and blushed, "That's right." And then she laughed in embarrassment.
Joseph's trousers fell to the ground.
Isabella's embarrassed laughter stopped abruptly.. She didn't dare to raise her head at all and urged, "Just get changed and get out."
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Tears of Blue Mirror was the name of a small island in the Peace Sea.
The water surrounded the tear-shaped island was clear and blue like mirror. If seeing from above, it looked like a tear in a blue mirror.
That was how it got its name.
The island was small but very famous. Almost everyone in Peace City knew about it.
The island was luxuriously decorated and majestic so that it was always the best choice for celebrities to take photos, and for wealthy people to hold wedding parties or vacations.
Then, it was after Isabella stepped on the delicate white sand beach that she knew...
The whole island belonged to the Wilsons!
All the facilities on the island were the assets of the Wilsons, including every toilet bowl!
"Wow, that's so cool!"
Romance of young girls arose in Isabella's heart. She shook off her shoes and happily stepped on the sand, "The pictures are beautiful enough, but is nothing compared to being here in person."
When Joseph saw the shoes flying in front of him and Isabella's delicate white ankles, Joseph couldn't help but feel annoyed. He viciously killed Isabella's joy and said gloomily, "How can you take off your shoes? My grandfather is in the hotel right in front of us. If he sees how shameless you are, how can I explain to him?
"How is taking off one's shoes a shameless thing?"
Isabella frowned and limped back to put on her shoes. Then, she looked at Joseph's back and muttered unhappily, "Then should all the beauties on the beach in bikinis go die? I can't tell that he is an old fogey at such a young age."
"What did you say?"
Joseph had a good hearing. He turned his head and roared, "Who is an old fogey?"
"No! No!"
Isabella immediately caught up and said with a smile, "I just said, I heard that there might be fog on the sea. By the way, I still have a lesson to attend at 3 p.m. What should I do? Are you going to have a plane take me back later? Rich people do romantic things like this, don't you?"
"Why should I care if you have a lesson?"
Just as they were about to reach the entrance of the hotel, Joseph reached out his elbow and signaled Isabella to walk with him arm in arm. With that, they could pretend to be a couple deep in love.
"Why should you care?"
Isabella couldn't accept what he said at all, "You brought me here! I will be punished if I don't go back to attend the lesson!"
"Then you can find a way by yourself."
Joseph abruptly pulled Isabella and forcefully put her hand on his arm. He warned Isabella, "Be elegant and keep quiet later."
After a pause, he added, "If you don't want to die."
"..."
Word failed Isabella and she had to say, "Fine, Mr. Joseph."
...
"Good afternoon, Grandpa!"
The handsome man and beautiful woman walked hand in hand and knocked on the door of Charlie's suite with brilliant smiles.
William stood by the door with a smile, "Master Wilson was talking about you two just now. Come in quickly."
"Isabella, you finally come."
Charlie walked out of the room and said with a smile, "How's your foot?"
"Joseph asked Doctor Morris to make a very useful ointment for me. It doesn't hurt much anymore."
Isabella spun around, "Look!"
"No!"
Charlie hurriedly stopped her, "Don't move even if your foot doesn't hurt anymore, in case it gets swollen again. Joseph, why don't you stop her?"
"I've always told her to be careful."
Joseph dotingly rubbed Isabella's head and smiled, "She's just like a child who never learned from her pain and refused to listen to me. Am I right, Isabella?"
Isabella felt embarrassed being rubbed by Joseph like this, "I'm sorry. I won't do that anymore."
"Good girl!" In Joseph's smiling eyes, there were cold and frightening lights.
Charlie laughed loudly.
He said, "Isabella, you are a lively child, but Joseph is doing this for your good. You have to understand him. Go change your clothes. I'll have the chef steam the seafood that just fished up. The seafood on Tears of Blue Mirror is world famous!"
"Alright!"
Isabella happily rushed out of the room and headed straight to the third floor with the room card that William had handed her.
"Wow!"
She had to admit that ever since she pretended to be a couple with Joseph, the definition of luxury in her heart had been updated several times.
It was a golden, dazzling, super luxurious classical European presidential suite. There were a thick purple carpet and a soft queen bed which allowed her to roll on it several times without falling...
Most importantly, she could see the sea from the windows of the room directly!
Isabella cried out in excitement.
Then she threw off her shoes, jumped to the bedside, and picked up the blue beach dress specially prepared for her.
"What a high-level enjoyment! These evil rich people!"
As Isabella sighed, she took off her shirt and jeans. Just at that time, she heard the sound of the door opening. She thought it was the waiter, so she asked a series of questions without looking back "How much does this room cost per day? Does it need to be booked in advance? Is it very popular? There are a lot of rich people here, right?"
"This is my private room. No reservation is allowed."
Joseph's low voice rang out. Isabella was taking off her jeans. Hearing his voice, she was scared and squatted, "Joseph ... why did you come in?"
"Didn't you hear me? This is my private room."
Joseph kicked away Isabella's shoes with a disgusting look on his face. He walked straight to the wardrobe beside the bed and opened it. Inside were men's clothes of all styles and colors...
This room was indeed his territory.
"Damn!"
Isabella hurriedly tried to get the dress on the bed. "William must have given me the wrong room card. He gave me yours. I'll leave when I'm done changing. Don't look back."
"He didn't give you the wrong one."
Hearing this, Joseph purposely turned his head around. While taking off her suit, he expressionlessly looked at Isabella, "You are arranged to live with me."
Isabella was standing up to get her dress. Seeing Joseph turn around, she squatted on the ground again in fright and then pulled the sheets to cover herself, "Why should we live in the same room? Didn't I tell you not to turn around? I haven't finished changing yet!"
"Why shouldn't we share a room?"
Joseph had already taken off his coat and he began to take off his shirt. Her perfect upper body was quickly exposed to Isabella, "In name, you are my girlfriend."
Isabella's eyes widened as she stared at Joseph's strong and well-shaped arm. Seeing that he was hanging up clothes without looking at her, she couldn't help but glance at his abdominal muscles, "But we live in separated rooms in the Wilson Manor!"
"Grandpa asked someone to make that arrangement specially to respect your privacy."
Joseph suddenly turned his head around and looked into Isabella's eyes, "We are not a couple yet. How could we sleep together all day?"
Isabella hurriedly withdrew her gaze and blushed, "That's right." And then she laughed in embarrassment.
Joseph's trousers fell to the ground.
Isabella's embarrassed laughter stopped abruptly.. She didn't dare to raise her head at all and urged, "Just get changed and get out."
Tears of Blue Mirror was the name of a small island in the Peace Sea. The water surrounded the tear-shaped island was clear and blue like mirror. If seeing from above, it looked like a tear in a blue mirror. That was how it got its name. The island was small but very famous. Almost everyone in Peace City knew about it. The island was luxuriously decorated and majestic so that it was always the best choice for celebrities to take photos, and for wealthy people to hold wedding parties or vacations. Then, it was after Isabella stepped on the delicate white sand beach that she knew... The whole island belonged to the Wilsons! All the facilities on the island were the assets of the Wilsons, including every toilet bowl! "Wow, that's so cool!" Romance of young girls arose in Isabella's heart. She shook off her shoes and happily stepped on the sand, "The pictures are beautiful enough, but is nothing compared to being here in person." When Joseph saw the shoes flying in front of him and Isabella's delicate white ankles, Joseph couldn't help but feel annoyed. He viciously killed Isabella's joy and said gloomily, "How can you take off your shoes? My grandfather is in the hotel right in front of us. If he sees how shameless you are, how can I explain to him? "How is taking off one's shoes a shameless thing?" Isabella frowned and limped back to put on her shoes. Then, she looked at Joseph's back and muttered unhappily, "Then should all the beauties on the beach in bikinis go die? I can't tell that he is an old fogey at such a young age." "What did you say?" Joseph had a good hearing. He turned his head and roared, "Who is an old fogey?" "No! No!" Isabella immediately caught up and said with a smile, "I just said, I heard that there might be fog on the sea. By the way, I still have a lesson to attend at 3 p.m. What should I do? Are you going to have a plane take me back later? Rich people do romantic things like this, don't you?" "Why should I care if you have a lesson?" Just as they were about to reach the entrance of the hotel, Joseph reached out his elbow and signaled Isabella to walk with him arm in arm. With that, they could pretend to be a couple deep in love. "Why should you care?" Isabella couldn't accept what he said at all, "You brought me here! I will be punished if I don't go back to attend the lesson!" "Then you can find a way by yourself." Joseph abruptly pulled Isabella and forcefully put her hand on his arm. He warned Isabella, "Be elegant and keep quiet later." After a pause, he added, "If you don't want to die." "..." Word failed Isabella and she had to say, "Fine, Mr. Joseph." ... "Good afternoon, Grandpa!" The handsome man and beautiful woman walked hand in hand and knocked on the door of Charlie's suite with brilliant smiles. William stood by the door with a smile, "Master Wilson was talking about you two just now. Come in quickly." "Isabella, you finally come." Charlie walked out of the room and said with a smile, "How's your foot?" "Joseph asked Doctor Morris to make a very useful ointment for me. It doesn't hurt much anymore." Isabella spun around, "Look!" "No!" Charlie hurriedly stopped her, "Don't move even if your foot doesn't hurt anymore, in case it gets swollen again. Joseph, why don't you stop her?" "I've always told her to be careful." Joseph dotingly rubbed Isabella's head and smiled, "She's just like a child who never learned from her pain and refused to listen to me. Am I right, Isabella?" Isabella felt embarrassed being rubbed by Joseph like this, "I'm sorry. I won't do that anymore." "Good girl!" In Joseph's smiling eyes, there were cold and frightening lights. Charlie laughed loudly. He said, "Isabella, you are a lively child, but Joseph is doing this for your good. You have to understand him. Go change your clothes. I'll have the chef steam the seafood that just fished up. The seafood on Tears of Blue Mirror is world famous!" "Alright!" Isabella happily rushed out of the room and headed straight to the third floor with the room card that William had handed her. "Wow!" She had to admit that ever since she pretended to be a couple with Joseph, the definition of luxury in her heart had been updated several times. It was a golden, dazzling, super luxurious classical European presidential suite. There were a thick purple carpet and a soft queen bed which allowed her to roll on it several times without falling... Most importantly, she could see the sea from the windows of the room directly! Isabella cried out in excitement. Then she threw off her shoes, jumped to the bedside, and picked up the blue beach dress specially prepared for her. "What a high-level enjoyment! These evil rich people!" As Isabella sighed, she took off her shirt and jeans. Just at that time, she heard the sound of the door opening. She thought it was the waiter, so she asked a series of questions without looking back "How much does this room cost per day? Does it need to be booked in advance? Is it very popular? There are a lot of rich people here, right?" "This is my private room. No reservation is allowed." Joseph's low voice rang out. Isabella was taking off her jeans. Hearing his voice, she was scared and squatted, "Joseph ... why did you come in?" "Didn't you hear me? This is my private room." Joseph kicked away Isabella's shoes with a disgusting look on his face. He walked straight to the wardrobe beside the bed and opened it. Inside were men's clothes of all styles and colors... This room was indeed his territory. "Damn!" Isabella hurriedly tried to get the dress on the bed. "William must have given me the wrong room card. He gave me yours. I'll leave when I'm done changing. Don't look back." "He didn't give you the wrong one." Hearing this, Joseph purposely turned his head around. While taking off her suit, he expressionlessly looked at Isabella, "You are arranged to live with me." Isabella was standing up to get her dress. Seeing Joseph turn around, she squatted on the ground again in fright and then pulled the sheets to cover herself, "Why should we live in the same room? Didn't I tell you not to turn around? I haven't finished changing yet!" "Why shouldn't we share a room?" Joseph had already taken off his coat and he began to take off his shirt. Her perfect upper body was quickly exposed to Isabella, "In name, you are my girlfriend." Isabella's eyes widened as she stared at Joseph's strong and well-shaped arm. Seeing that he was hanging up clothes without looking at her, she couldn't help but glance at his abdominal muscles, "But we live in separated rooms in the Wilson Manor!" "Grandpa asked someone to make that arrangement specially to respect your privacy." Joseph suddenly turned his head around and looked into Isabella's eyes, "We are not a couple yet. How could we sleep together all day?" Isabella hurriedly withdrew her gaze and blushed, "That's right." And then she laughed in embarrassment. Joseph's trousers fell to the ground. Isabella's embarrassed laughter stopped abruptly.. She didn't dare to raise her head at all and urged, "Just get changed and get out."
