“Fine. Count me in. What happens if you lose?”
Isabella gave it some thought. She believed that it was impossible for her to lose the bet. With her
parents urging her, she agreed on the spur of the moment.
“If I lose, I'll also promise never to divorce you no matter what happens. How's that sound? Is it fair
enough?” replied Harold as he flashed a half-smile.
“You! You're so shameless!”
Harold's words ticked Isabella off so much that she wanted to whack him so badly.
“Why? What's wrong? Are you not confident in yourself?” At long last, Harold decided to spur her with a
taunt.
“Says who? It's a deal. Let's do this. My parents will be our witnesses.”
A burning sensation of competitiveness surged within Isabella as soon as she fell for provocation.
She was not convinced that an outsider like Harold would know her own grandfather better than
herself.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Right then, someone came knocking on their door. Isabella's heart shuddered with each sound.
“Don't tell me... that Grandpa's really here?”
Her palms were already drenched in sweat when she heard the sudden knocks on the door.
Conflicting thoughts were running wild in her mind. On the one hand, she wished for her grandfather to
visit them so that they could rightfully return home as one of the Turners; on the other hand, if it was
really her grandfather at the door, that would mean that she would lose the bet. Harold would probably
stick to their wager and cling to her.
Pauline went to answer the door at once.
“Dad! Why are you all here?”
As Pauline's voice reached Isabella's ears, the latter was startled.
She had just sealed the bet with Harold a second ago.
What she had been worried about was actually happening. Grandpa really came!
Isabella turned and glared daggers at Harold. Deep down, she was unsure whether she should
celebrate or be upset.
“You plotted this beforehand, didn't you?”
Scowling at Harold, Isabella gritted her teeth.
“Huh? No, no. It's a bet, so either you win or you lose. I placed my bet, and I won! Don't tell me you
intend to go back on your word.”
Harold grinned from ear to ear as he spoke.
“I shall greet Grandpa first!”
Isabella neither admitted nor denied Harold's statement. She rose to her feet and dashed into the
kitchen to prepare coffee.
Harold shook his head upon receiving a response like that. He felt he still had a long way to go to make
Isabella fall for him.
“What brings you here, Dad?”
Benson had expected his father's arrival, but he was still pretty excited to see his father appearing right
before him.
Back then, Benson could never seem to gain Edward's favor. His siblings had always looked down on
him as well because he had yet to produce an heir for the family.
Luckily, he was born a Turner. Otherwise, his status might be even lower than that of a housekeeper.
Considering Edward had come with the whole family in tow to summon him back, Benson seemed to
have regained all the dignity he had lost over the past decades.
Edward said nothing as he steps into the house silently and sat on the couch. He scrutinized Isabella's
rental unit, which comprised of two bedrooms and one living room.
“What's with your growing haughtiness, Benson? Dad's here to get you. Shouldn't you pack up and
come back with us?” Brandon said.
His tone reeked of dissatisfaction.
“Brandon, I... Okay, I'll pack up right now!”
Benson's face fell on that note. He wanted to explain himself, but he did not know where to begin.
“Wait a minute. Is this how you invite people?”
A nonchalant voice rang out from the couch just before Benson was about to let Pauline pack their
bags prior to departure.
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