The Enigmatic Return (Nancy’s And Roxanne )

Chapter 315 Mr Beaufort Can’t Hide His Feelings

The triplets were captivated, showering lan with applause and praise.

“Mr. Assistant, you’re amazing! Taking on ten so effortlessly, your skills are incredible!”

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Harvey and Sammy’s initial doubts vanished, replaced by sincere admiration. They clutched their small fists, speaking earnestly, “Mr. Assistant, we’ll rely on you to teach us! We want to learn from you and become just like you in the future. Strong enough to protect Mommy and Penny, we’ll make sure they’re never hurt!”

Having restored his reputation, lan felt a surge of pride and satisfaction, clapping his hands.

“It’s a deal. Since you’re eager to learn, let’s proceed this way. Starting today, every evening after school, you’ll come here to practice for an hour. If you’re up for it, we can extend the duration on weekends.”

Eyes shining with enthusiasm, the two children eagerly agreed, “No problem!”

That night, Neera did not return for a long time.

While the elderly patient had initially shown signs of recovery, his blood pressure suddenly dropped, leading to another bout of instability.

hours working to stabilize him, managing to rescue him from the critical condition. However, he was not entirely out of

she felt a deep concern, which ultimately led her

her office, weary and fatigued, she dialed

Could you please take care of the

Focus on your work.

after them, Neera could

ending the call, Neera let out a sigh of

she had listened to Harvey’s

neighbors did come in

a perfect example

of the conversation, handing Neera a glass of warm water while playfully teasing, “See, Jean isn’t as cold and ruthless as his reputation

could put on quite a convincing act. Not bad

Marriage doesn’t seem to be on his agenda anytime soon. While he might not

it all wrong. No man can be truly pure and disciplined.

Isabella playfully patted Neera’s shoulder, joking, “Don’t believe me? Give it a try next time and see if he can be like Socrates

slightly, Neera playfully swatted Isabella’s arm, chiding, “Stop with

verbally, her mind wandered back to that awkward bathtub incident, recalling how she had accidentally touched Jean, and

was just as human as anyone else, prone to

more self–control on a regular basis, hence his seemingly pure

their situation was undeniably intricate. It was

genuine emotions seemed