Not long after, Isabella’s grandfather arrived, Mr. Baron Williams, a tall, silver haired old man in his eighties. Everyone became silent as he walked in. It was his birthday and he was dressed in a black tailored suit. All the guests were his business partners, and they chatted cheerfully.Jacob Bryan who sat on his wheelchair clenched his jaw, his dark eyes narrowed with malice, he signaled his subordinate, Marcus with a glance. “Make it hurt,” his look commanded. “Expose the filth.”Marcus stepped forward, his chest puffing with false bravado, he raised his voice. “Old master Williams! With all due respect on this joyous occasion, I must speak plainly. Are you truly planning to bind your precious granddaughter, the jewel of the William’s family to this man?” He jabbed a finger toward Harrison.The guest turned their head toward Harrison who looked at Marcus, he glanced toward Jacob Bryan who smirked, already suspecting they had put Marcus to speak out.“This man ruined your grandda

Carl drew a sharp breath of relief and scoffed after Mr. William’s made the announcement. A smug satisfaction crossed his lips and he finally relaxed.He rolled his shoulder, feeling his safety secured, his worries finally disappeared, and the expression on his face was replaced with arrogance.Carl stepped forward. He raised his voice so everyone could hear. “So this is it, Harrison,” Carl drawled, a cruel smile twisted his handsome feature, his eyes gleam with malicious delight. “You must be quite the charmer. Did you sneak into Miss Isabella’s home in the middle of the night to be for forgiveness on your knees?”Carl clicked his tongue in contempt. “How else could Mr. Baron Williams let you off so easily after everything? One public statement and all is forgiven?” he scoffed, giving Harrison a once-over “Some men truly have no shame.”Harrison glanced around to see eyes now on him and they were whispering, Carl’s intention was clear, he was humiliating him publicly again to wear aw

As the crowd left, Mr. Baron Williams glanced around the once crowded ballroom and let out a sharp sigh. He glanced towards Harrison and waved him over.“Stay here,” Harrison told Isabella to keep hiding behind the pillar, then he walked toward Mr. Williams.Mr. Williams placed a trembling hand on Harrison’s shoulder. “Harrison, I saw what you did, you saved my granddaughter, pulled her out from the bullet when no one else would move. i…” he paused, his voice filled with emotion. “I don’t have words enough to thank you. My old heart nearly stopped.”Harrison shook his head. “It was nothing, Mr. Williams, anyone would have—““No,” he interrupted, gripping his shoulder tighter. “Not anyone. You did.” He held Harrison’s eyes. “And for that, I am in your debt.” He paused, swallowing hard, his gaze drifted toward his granddaughter and he sniffled.“I need to ask something of you, Harrison.” He returned his eyes to Harrison. “Something heavy, I don’t’ care if I die tomorrow, these old bones

Harrison blinked in confusion after Isabella walked away. He was shocked by her outburst just now. Does she still have feelings for me? The thought puzzled him, He stood motionless in confusion.“She ran off again, didn’t she?” Mr. Williams muttered, glancing in the direction Isabella left. “That feisty granddaughter of mine,” He leaned on his cane, his eyes crinkled with understanding.Harrison turned, rubbing the back of his neck. “She thinks I’m playing games with her. One moment she’s all blushes and protests, the next she’s snapping like I betrayed her. I can’t figure her out. Do you think… she still has feelings for me after all this time?”Harrison thought after that night, after she slapped him and doubted him she would hate him, but her action today had left him puzzled.Mr. Williams chuckled softly, patting Harrison’s shoulder tenderly. “Ah, Harrison, don’t overthink it. Isabella is still young and immature. Her heart is full of pride and thorns. She lashes out like that whe

Harrison walked into his apartment, exhausted after the whole incident at the banquet, he took off his coat and cast it aside, pulling out his phone, he stared at the message he had received from the assassin organization.He ran his hand through his hair and tossed the phone on his bed. If he had not acted on time, then Isabella would have been dead, the reason why they were after Isabella was one thing he was looking into.He had a quick shower and came out, only to hear a knock on his room door. “Come in.” He called out and the door was pushed open.His butler stepped in. “Mr. Harrison…”“Have you looked into what I asked?” Harrison asked, wearing a shirt.“Yes, just as you said, there have been movements at the Bryan family. I believe they were the ones who had called in the assassin, the message you got from Mr. Neil last night was a warning against tonight’s attack.” The butler reported.“Thank you,” Harrison said, grabbing his phone and car key. “I will step out for a bit.” he