Chapter 219 A Princess

• Izzy did not move away from the table even when she made the call.
• "Hello, Uncle Kinsley," Izzy greeted while masticating on the food in her mouth, yet with elegance. No sound of her eating would be heard. In Owen's opinion, Izzy's bites on her food weren't even a bite. To Owen, Izzy was nibbling with how she took small bites on of her toast. She chewed on her food with finesse, refined manner as if it was too natural in her behavior. And she would take a sip on her coffee only when she had swallowed every bit of food she was chewing; also small sips, while listening to the phone ringing on the other end until it was answered and she greeted with calmness.
• "I am being followed, and I am staying somewhere else for safety," Izzy stated. Then she listened again.