Chapter 335: Life and Death Hang in the Balance (13)

Percy Stanton's silence did not make Isabel Smith feel awkward at all. She cocked her head, smiled brightly at him, and after patiently waiting for a minute, she lifted her little chin with arrogant pride and spoke again in a light, crisp voice that sounded like a songbird's: "Percy, does your silence mean you need me to accompany you tonight?"

After saying this, Isabel laughed happily like a child, her eyes and eyebrows curving with mirth.

Percy looked into Isabel's eyes, which were filled with complex emotions - surprise, nostalgia, excitement, and sadness were all jumbled together, hard for the drunken Isabel to understand.

It took Percy a while to suppress the turbulence in his heart. He raised his hand and pulled Isabel's arm from around his neck. Then he adjusted her coat and said, "Isabel, stop it, go home and rest with Elijah."

Having said this, Percy glanced at Elijah Smith.

Elijah Smith stepped forward.