“What did you say?" Isaac narrowed his eyes and asked, “Is it yours?" “Well, my father Left me this, but I misplaced it. You can ask my grandfather whether I have such a thing if you don't trust me." Without feeling guilty, Fidelia gazed into his eyes.

Her confident demeanor could be very persuasive.

“How did you lose it?" he asked, looking at her.

“I forgot how I misplaced it. I was just a child," she explained. Fidelia didn't precisely explain to Isaac how she mislaid it. After all, it had been a while. It would appear planned if she said it all at once. He would definitely doubt it because he was so intelligent.

After hearing her unclear statements, he would now be curious to find out more about her.