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Chapter 17

"I am paying the hospital for their services, which is you." Christian pointed at Belle outside her apartment block. They had been going back and forth about living arrangements. Isabelle insisted on staying at her place and commuting. Christian, on the other hand, maintained that her job was to be around him at all times. He wanted them to go pick her stuff up and leave for his place, but Isabelle refused to cooperate.

"And I have a personal life. I am not your maid, Mr. Black. " Isabelle stood with her head raised high, looking straight at him. Christian wondered whether she was the same lady who was sobbing the other day. She was turning into a spit fire the more he pushed her.

He pocketed his hands, looking past her shoulders. " Your keys, Isabelle." He spread his palms.

"No. " She supplied, challenging him. Their little stupid bickering was beginning to attract passersby. Christian hated crowds or people sticking their noses in his business. When Isabelle insisted on being stubbo
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