novelraw Chapter 725: Even a Genius Like Him Can Be Foolish
Chapter 725: Even a Genius Like Him Can Be Foolish
Isabella Weaver was so shocked she couldn’t say a word for a good while; she’d never seen gifting property done so casually!If someone gives you a small house, you might be too happy to sleep for days.
If someone gives you a large villa, you might wonder if you’re dreaming.
But when someone wants to give you the Palace of Versailles, your first reaction isn’t happiness, isn’t dreaming, it’s thinking this person must have a screw loose.
This was pretty much how Isabella felt at that moment.
This castle was so enormous and majestic, she couldn’t even imagine what it would feel like to privately own it.
"You’re giving me such a priceless castle, do your family members know? Do they agree?"
"They don’t know, and they don’t agree, but they can’t interfere!"
Young Master Hunter’s short reply exposed his domineering and capricious nature: "The Hunter Family belongs to me now, and I’ll give it all to you. No one dares to have an opinion!"
Isabella knew this definitely couldn’t be right, but she was still quite delighted by his coaxing.
Embracing him felt like she owned the whole world.
"The castle has already been transferred to your name, it’s yours now. In the future, you can handle it however you want—sell it for money or give it away, it’s up to you."
Isabella glared at him playfully, her man was so prodigal!
What do you mean by giving it away?
She was quite stingy, wasn’t she? How could she possibly bear to give the castle away!
Besides...
Selling it wasn’t an option either—probably not many could afford it.
Living in it wasn’t possible either—it was too big and empty. Living there, one could easily get lost, and it was far from downtown, inconvenient for commuting.
Isabella frowned: "Why do I feel like you’re giving me one hundred pounds of gold, all shiny and dazzling, but actually of no use at all."
Harry Hunter tapped her head: "So picky! I gave you a castle, and you’re still not satisfied. What should I give you to make you happy then?"
The little girl was on the verge of being spoiled rotten by him, spoiled beyond recognition.
Isabella tilted her head up and kissed him: "I want stars from the sky, will you pick them for me?"
The moment she kissed him voluntarily, Harry was filled with joy, tightened his embrace around her waist, thinking how adorable she looked asking for stars.
"I’ll pick them; whatever you want, I’ll give you."
Keep spoiling her; he really liked her like this. If he could go to heaven, he’d probably be plucking a star for her right now.
...
Alexander Parker was dozing off in the car, the driver was somewhat sleepy at night, driving at a leisurely pace.
He yawned, tears welling up in his eyes, just about to wipe them away, when suddenly someone jumped in through the open window!
The driver was nearly scared out of his wits!
He immediately hit the brakes, just about to speak, before getting knocked out and dragged into the wild outside the car.
The car door was closed again, and the new driver drove the car as fast as an airplane, swiftly left the wilderness, and entered the city.
Outside the window, the traffic was bustling, various lights flickering. Austin Winters stopped the car casually by the roadside, went to the backseat, picked up the unconscious Alexander Parker, and let him lean against his chest.
"How can you be so foolish, huh? Sending the woman you love to your rival with your own hands, where’s your intelligence? Did a dog eat it?"
He murmured lowly, his fingers caressing the handsome face in his arms, a trace of pain surfacing from within his heart.
A genius like him also had moments of folly.
Just how much did he like Isabella Weaver, couldn’t have her but still guarded her, willing to be a doorman, a witness just to see her.
The scent of alcohol filled the air, who knows how much he drank, then got knocked out.
Really... even calling it tragic wouldn’t suffice.