Chapter 139

• Madam Moore, like a guilty child, cowered in her wheelchair, trembling. "Isabella..." she opened her mouth, wanting to say something.
• But her title made Thea even more devastated. She seemed like a crazed lioness suddenly charging towards Madam Moore, then gripping Madam Moore's arms and roaring excitedly, "Don't call me Isabella, I hate this name, I'm not a Jo."
• Madam Moore was at a loss for words, "Please don't be angry..."