Chapter 69 - 69 Hunter Family''s Third GenerationBen Hunter cheerfully waved at Isabella Weaver, "Girl, come over. Is your name Isabella?"

    Isabella glanced at Harry Hunter and saw his gloomy face, so she didn''t move. She just smiled and nodded, "Yes."

    Ben wasn''t upset at all. The little girl only listened to Harry Hunter, which was a good thing! The last one never listened to Harry and was quite willful!

    He beamed and said, "What a nice name! The girl looks so charming, her features are like a painting, and she''s much more pleasing to the eye than that brat. You must hurry up and have a baby. My only wish before I die is to see that fulfilled!" Sёarch* The N?vel(F)ire.nёt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

    Isabella wasn''t sure how to respond and then found her hand being pulled by Harry Hunter.

    "Then we''ll talk about it when you''re really on your deathbed!"

    After saying this, Harry Hunter coldly pulled Isabella away.

    Ben Hunter, fuming, got out of bed and chased after them to yell, "Brat, how dare you talk like that? Are you cursing your grandpa to death? Come back here, I haven''t even had a good look at your wife yet!"

    Without looking back, Harry Hunter said, "She''s my wife! What do you want to see her for? If you like wives so much, go find one yourself!"

    Ben was so angry his eyes went cross-eyed, "Aren''t you afraid your grandmother will beat you to death for saying that?"

    "I''ll tell her you wanted to see my wife; you guess whether she''ll beat me or you to death?"

    "Oh, I''m so mad I could die! Unfilial grandson!"

    Ben clutched his chest and sat down in the hospital corridor. The little nurse rushed over to help him, but he refused to get up, moaning and saying his chest hurt, and that he was dying.

    Harry Hunter didn''t believe a word, held Isabella''s hand, and soon they disappeared without a trace.

    Unhappy, Ben Hunter stood up, "This trick doesn''t work anymore, need to change strategy! Girl, pack my stuff; the old man''s not staying here anymore, going home!"

    The little nurse was filled with disappointment. Would she never see Young Master Hunter again?

    ...

    The Hunter Family''s villa was one of the earliest in A City. It had been through several decades and many renovations, looking a bit outdated, yet it didn''t hinder it from becoming a noble residential area.

    The villa covered a wide area, with hundreds of different flowers, plants, and trees, pebble paths winding through, and rockeries and waterfalls everywhere.

    When Isabella entered with Harry Hunter, she almost suspected she''d come to a national forest park!

    Though spring was still chilly and the temperature hadn''t warmed up, and the trees outside were bare, there were already quite a few frost-tolerant flowers blooming in the Garden Estate, with tender green shoots sprouting, and the ground cloaked in mist, as if in a fairyland.

    Isabella observed the mist, a look of puzzlement flashing in her eyes.

    Harry Hunter casually explained, "There''s a hot spring beneath the house. When the villa was built, it was designed to use hot spring water for irrigation, and when it''s very cold, there''s mist."

    Isabella was astounded!

    She understood how difficult this was and how ingenious the designer had to be!

    No wonder the small waterfalls cascading down the rockery were also shrouded in mist—were they using hot spring water too?

    She sincerely praised, "It''s beautiful! Very unique!"

    Harry nodded, "The old man designed and built it himself, decades ago."

    The one in the hospital?

    Isabella found it hard to believe. Having just interacted with him, she thought he was an extremely unreliable old rascal, but unexpectedly so talented, having such advanced design concepts decades ago!

    She followed Harry, praising as they walked. The servants of the Hunter Family saw the two and bent over respectfully in greeting.

    Yet, they were extremely surprised to see him talking gently with the girl beside him, patiently explaining the layout and structure of the Hunter Family.

    Three years—it had been three years since Harry Hunter brought a girl back