Chapter 177 Why Is She Present?

• The delicious aroma of smoke was still somewhat present in the air at the Shaw Mansion. Madam Shaw had her eyes slightly closed as she leaned on the couch. Isabelle was softly and carefully rubbing her head. Isabelle continued to give her head a very careful massage because Madam Shaw did not ask her to stop. An hour and a half passed. An hour went by. Now, two hours had passed. Madam Shaw blinked her eyes open after two hours. She was astonished. "Why do you continue to rub my head? I forgot to beg you to stop when I fell asleep just now.
• Isabelle smiled gently and genuinely. "It's nothing much. Every time, I spend a few hours helping to massage my mother. You can relax and let me finish the massage, Madam Shaw. Isabelle didn't seem to be forcing herself, Madam Shaw noticed as she looked at her. Madam Shaw's eyes had to be squinted. "You're indeed a filial daughter." "That's what I should do," Isabelle murmured gently. "You actually resemble my mother exactly. I would be prepared to do it for you as long as you feel like it, regardless of how exhausting it is. cozy." Isabelle caught Madam Shaw's eye. She suddenly broke into a smile. "Tell me. What would you like?
• Isabelle told her some gibberish that she didn't believe. Given that she suddenly fell in love with Madam Shaw in that way, Isabelle must have had some ulterior motivations. Isabelle nibbled on her bottom lip. "I do have a request to ask from you." "Tell me about it." Madam Shaw believed her guess was correct. Isabelle had to whisper, "Madam Shaw, Susie's parents passed away a long time ago. The previous several years have not been easy for her. I understand that she may occasionally be mistaken, but because her parents passed away too soon and she is seen as polite by you, will you kindly pardon her? You are actually the mother of Mr. Shaw.