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Isabel imagined herself as mature and strong, decisive and reliable, cheerful and easy to converse with, someone who could be naturally trusted and loved by others... just like Aiwass and Senior Hayna, just like her grandmother, someone who could without a doubt become the center of attention in any crowd.
During those few times when Aiwass faced reporters, no matter how tricky the questions were, he could always speak confidently and provide perfect answers. His eyes seemed to forever sparkle with confidence, and the envy and hatred of others could not shake him in the slightest.
She was working hard to become that kind of person, but she truly felt that she was still far from it. This made her appear somewhat dispirited.
And this time, she finally saw Aiwass teaching a class.
——It was exactly as she had imagined.
