"What?!"
Isabella Weaver was taken aback!
She hadn't seen Cora Ginger for several days. Cora had previously said she wasn't feeling well, so Isabella didn't ask her to come to work.
Could it be that she wasn't unwell but was planning to get married?
How could this be?
She hadn't heard even the slightest hint about it before!
Isabella immediately called Cora Ginger. The call went through, but no one answered.
Connor had already anticipated this. He called Cora Ginger too, but no one answered, and she didn't reply to messages either.
With red eyes, he forced a smile: "I'm fine, Young Madam. Are you off work? Let's go! I'll drive you!"
His nonchalant demeanor made Isabella feel even more compassionate towards him. She looked at Harry Hunter: "Give Connor some time off, let him go find out what exactly is going on."
Harry Hunter nodded, his tone uncharacteristically gentle, "Go ahead, Connor!"
"No, I must protect the Young Master!"
