Princess Disease

Chapter 11 Gifts

Because there was still class the next day, everyone didn't toss it very late. At 09:30, the students consciously got up and said goodbye.

To be on the safe side, Tony arranged for Jarvis to call a taxi to take the students home one by one.

"My family sent a car, so I won't bother Uncle Stark." Harry put one hand in his pocket in the breeze, and said with a smile on his face: "Peter will come with me too? Take you home along the way."

"Don't make trouble," Peter smiled: "I live in Queens, and your house is in two directions."

"Queens?" Steve raised his eyebrows, "Then I'll see you off, I live in Queens too."

Peter was hit by a pie falling from the sky, and he looked very excited. He stammered an address, and Steve was silent for a moment after hearing this.

"Uh..." Seeing that Steve didn't speak, Peter thought that the two families were far away, so the captain felt embarrassed, so he quickly waved his hands and said, "Otherwise, I'd better go by myself."

"You misunderstood," Steve explained, "I just wanted to say... I live downstairs from your house."

Peter: ...

Peter:! ! !

it's fate!

Peter stepped onto Captain America's motorcycle with the same hands and feet, and left under the envious eyes of everyone.

After sending all the students away, Isabel stretched her waist. She told Jarvis to lock the door, and then took the elevator to the top floor.

The living room on the top floor looks more comfortable and homely than the living room on the 73rd floor, with many private decorations around it.When Isabella first walked in, Tony was sitting face to face with Howard on the sofa. The father and son had rare serious expressions on their faces, which made Isabella pause involuntarily.

Howard waved to Isabella: "Baby, come here."

Isabella didn't make a sound, she walked over obediently.

Although Isabella often gave Tony relentless troubles for attention because she couldn't see her father, she still knew what to do at critical moments.

"Honey, Steve has other things to do recently, can grandpa change your bodyguard?" Howard patted Isabella's head and looked at her with gentle eyes.

Isabella thought for a while, then shook her head: "No need, I still have a bodyguard."

"You mean Deadpool?" The look on Tony's face became weird: "My sweetheart, do you know what he does?"

Isabella looked at Tony calmly: "His name is Wade Wilson, and he is a mercenary."

"Mercenary," Tony repeated what Isabella said on the side: "As long as you give enough money, he can do anything for you."

"Nature can do anything for others."

Although Tony didn't directly tell Isabella to stay away from Deadpool, what he meant was to warn Isabella that Deadpool can serve the Stark family today, but someone else will be higher tomorrow. He would jump ship without hesitation, this kind of person is really not the best candidate to be a bodyguard.

But Isabella didn't listen to Tony's advice at all, and she asked innocently: "Is there anyone richer than our family?"

Tony: ...You win, girl!

"It didn't exist before I retired," Howard said after pondering for a moment, "but I can't tell now, after all, your father doesn't seem to do anything serious except for eating, drinking and having fun every day. Very rich..."

Tony interrupted Howard's slander with a blank face: "Of course not!"

Seeing that her father and grandfather were about to quarrel again, Isabella hurriedly pressed one with each hand: "Okay, okay, I can protect myself even without bodyguards!"

"No," Tony said firmly, "you must be assigned a bodyguard who can be on call and can fight."

Seeing this scene, Isabella gradually became suspicious. She wondered why Tony and Howard wanted to find her a bodyguard. After all, bodyguards were not very common in the Stark family. It is the habit of the Ke family to find a housekeeper named Jarvis.

For Isabella, bodyguards are actually dispensable. She has received formal combat training since she was a child, and now her skills are good enough to deal with most kidnappings and robberies. Professional bodyguards outside are not necessarily stronger than her ,unless……

Unless someone wants to trouble the Stark Group, and these people are a disciplined and large-scale organization, in this case, Isabella's small arms and legs are obviously not enough to look at.

Isabella didn't ask directly. She knew that even if she guessed right, Howard and Tony would not be able to tell her what was going on. After all, in the hearts of adults, she was just a child.

Suppressing the messy thoughts in her mind, Isabella showed no emotion on her face, and lazily changed the subject with her chin in her hand: "Then are you going to fire Wade?"

Tony reacted for a moment before realizing that Wade was referring to Deadpool. He frowned and thought for a while: "Let's keep it for now."

Although Wade Wilson is a lunatic, at least he has a good reputation in the industry. If there is no suitable candidate in hand, he can be used first. Anyway, Deadpool is so famous that he can't escape if something happens.

"But besides him, we need a reliable person..." Tony said, looking at Howard.

Howard was silent for a while, then sighed: "I'll ask Bella's teacher if he has time."

The "teacher" mentioned by Howard refers to the teacher who taught Isabella to learn fighting.This person is the captain of the Rapid Response Special Forces under the leadership of S.H.I.E.L.D., named Brock Rumlow, a handsome young man with a height of 1.9 meters. Howard was still working at S.H.I.E.L.D. , the security work in the last few years was in charge of by Rumlow.

Isabella's eyes lit up first, then she lowered her eyelashes and puffed up her mouth: "He's the captain, he's busy enough with missions, how can he have time to be my bodyguard?"

"Or let Natalie follow me," Isabella thought of something, and she looked at Tony with burning eyes.

Although it seemed that Isabella had won the short confrontation in the corridor at that time, Miss Stark knew in her heart that the ability of that beautiful assistant was far beyond this level. She saw that Isabella had no malicious intentions at that time. He stopped on purpose.

A strange look flashed across Howard's face at the mention of Ms. Rushman.

"Rumlow shouldn't be doing anything lately," Howard coughed and changed the topic: "As for Miss Natalie, she is your father's assistant, so don't poach her."

Tony: ...shocked!The old man can actually speak for me!

Isabella: ...horrified!Grandpa is not facing me anymore!

Howard made a decisive decision to settle the matter, and then the old man sent his son and granddaughter to bed.

"Hurry up and go to bed, you have to go to school tomorrow," Howard looked at Isabella kindly: "Do you need grandpa to read you a bedtime story?"

Isabella trembled in fright, she shook her head like a rattle, and hurried back to her bedroom: "No need!"

After Isabella left, Howard looked at Tony and whispered, "Be careful during this time."

Tony replied casually: "It's about your Homeland Strategic Defense and Offensive Bureau again?"

Howard looked helpless: "It's S.H.I.E.L.D. After all, I founded it. You should at least remember the name."

"Wake up, don't tell me, I don't care about this," Tony flatly refused, "As long as it doesn't affect my normal life with Sweetheart, you can do whatever you want."

Isabella curled up under the covers and unwrapped presents.

Lucy sent a full-color set of Givenchy lambskin lipsticks; Harry gave a pair of bow stud earrings inlaid with red diamonds, which matched the necklace from Tony.In addition, most of the students knew Isabella's nature well, so they all gave the same thing—donuts.

Looking at the bed of donuts, Isabella felt bubbling with happiness.

If you want to rank Isabella's favorite people/things, donuts are definitely at the top of the list, and Captain America can only come in second.

After all, it is a "tradition" of the Stark family to like donuts.Remember how Howard educated Isabella like this: "Before I met your grandma, I never shared a donut with any woman-except your grandpa Jarvis, but he is not a woman."

With a donut in her mouth, the last gift Isabella unwrapped was from Peter.

Untied the ribbon completely and put it aside, Isabella opened the lid of the carton.After seeing clearly what was in the box, Isabella froze for a moment.

There are dozens of photos, most of which are snapshots of Isabella, and a few of them show Harry's friendship.

The photos are arranged in chronological order. The top one was taken when Isabella was five years old when she was in preschool. In the photo, she was wearing a snow-white fluffy princess dress, sitting in front of the piano and playing seriously.

Looking back, there are photos of the spring outing in the first grade, photos of the drama performance at the Christmas party of the second grade, and photos of Isabella chasing Harry with a racket in the badminton match of the third grade...

The photos record every bit of Isabella's life from school to the present, some are inconspicuous moments, some sparkling freeze-frames, many memories Isabella has forgotten, but the photos honestly help her record down.

"This is really..."

Isabella pressed one hand on the photo, she took a deep breath, and suddenly didn't know what to say.

This gift is very ordinary, but at the same time very expensive.

She couldn't think of how to return the gift to Peter.

On the second day of her birthday, Isabella was ready to go to school by herself. She didn't expect that when she came downstairs with her schoolbag on her back, she saw Captain America waiting on the side of the road pushing a motorcycle.

Isabella:! ! !

"Captain!" Isabella trotted over: "Are you waiting for me?"

"Yeah." Steve looked at Isabella with soft eyes, and he patted the back seat: "Fortunately, I'm not late, let's go, I'll take you to school."

Happiness comes too fast like a tornado.Isabella got on the motorcycle carefully, and there was no communication between the two of them along the way. Looking at Captain America's tall and broad back, while feeling at ease, Isabella's endless questions were about to pop up in her heart. completely overwhelmed her.

After holding back for a while, Isabella finally couldn't help asking: "But my grandpa said that you are very busy recently..."

Isabella was sure it wasn't her illusion—just after she spoke, Steve's back became extremely stiff for a moment.

"No." After a moment of silence, Steve said seriously: "What can I do? Protecting you is my only job right now. As long as you are fine, I will be fine."

Even though she knew that these were just superficial words, Isabella still had a feeling of being hit in the heart. She clutched her chest and sighed: "Captain, you are really...dedicated."

After arriving at the school gate, Isabella jumped off the motorcycle and waved goodbye to Steve.

"Wade will pick you up in the afternoon, just follow him home, don't go anywhere," Steve told Isabella after hesitating for a moment: "It's not safe outside, there are many bad guys, you little girl must Learn to protect yourself."

Passing by was a troublemaker who had been "educated" by Miss Stark: ...

Captain, you are worrying too much!No one dared to bully Miss Stark!

Recalling the experience of being beaten by Fat and almost kneeling down to call Dad, the mood of the troublemaker is really indescribable.

The author has something to say: I finally finished it, I feel my body is hollowed out_(:зゝ∠)_

I would like to pay high tribute to the big guys who insist on daily updates.

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