"Isabella, what exactly is it that you 'like' about your brother?"
"Even though you come from a prestigious bloodline, you don't have the scent of a lazy playboy," Isabella replied, her praise flowing like a mountain stream. "You are self-reliant, diligently carving out your own territory and managing your own affairs."
Nathan was genuinely stunned. Was her admiration truly for his labor? Unlike the other females who sniffed after his luxury cars and his high-ranking connections, was she actually looking at his strength as an individual?
"I never expected you to be such an ambitious little wolf," Nathan murmured, his ego preening. "Perhaps in the future, I shall teach you how to hunt in the world of business myself."
Isabella’s joy was palpable; her scent flared with hope. "Thank you,
