Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 16 Perhaps I Might Be Interested in George

On the way, the taxi driver excitedly chattered non-stop.

If it weren’t for the fear of getting a speeding ticket, he would have had the nerve to ask Isabelle to take him for a spin in his car.

He too had a dream of racing when he was young.

Isabelle, bathed in the cool moonlight, navigated through the dilapidated residential area.

The faint scent of osmanthus flowers wafted from a distant courtyard, lingering at the tip of her nose, refusing to dissipate.

As Isabelle approached the entrance of the Jenkins Residence, she was about to push the door open when the faintest of breaths from a dark corner made her halt her actions.

Without changing her expression, Isabelle glanced towards the corner of the wall. Under the moonlight, she noticed the bloodstains she had previously buried with soil seemed to have been washed out by last night’s heavy rain….

Retracting her gaze. Isabelle acted as if nothing had happened and turned around to walk back in the direction she came from.

Without a destination in mind, Isabelle kept walking. After about half an hour, when she was sure she was far enough from the old residential area, she finally stopped.

She stood at the foot of a hill behind the city, looking into the distance. She could still vaguel four-season osmanthus tree in the Jenkins Residences courtyard.

“Aren’t you coming out yet? How long do you plan to hide?” Isabelle suddenly spoke out into t black surroundings.

Her words sank into the thick night, and all around was calm.

However, the next second, several figures emerged from the darkness, their hostile Isabelle.

gazes

fixed on

As the world’s number one assassin, Blood Shadow, she instantly recognised the aura of these people. They were from the same group that had pursued Sam that night.

Isabelle couldn’t help but feel puzzled. “Who sent you?”

The men, realising that Isabelle was no ordinary person, became alert.

“What is your relationship with Sam?” one of them asked.

connection with that

deny it, the man in black was about to present evidence to confront her when Isabelle changed the subject, “If I had to have a connection, it would be with someone of George’s status. I might

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causing them to reconsider the relationship between

sent you and what do you

men

did not answer her.

“Not talking?

profit, offended the Harris family, and are now facing their retaliation. You are desperate and discovered that I saved Sam, so you came to me. You suspect that I have

for the guns in their jackets,

question caught the in black off guard. They didn’t know what trick Isabelle was trying to play and didn’t respond. They just watched her warily, ready to act

men

fight alongside me.” Her eyes suddenly flashed, and her figure disappeared from the spot like a ghost. The next

her hands in her pockets, looking down coldly at the man at her feet who was still gasping for

was, when you act alone, only one fool dies. But when you act as if one person is

her to negotiate with the

you…” The man in black clutched

him indifferently, her lips parting to utter two words, “Blood

in shock, and he

Residence, opened her

reaching his ears was sleeping soundly with a woman

Suddenly, his watch flashed.

his eyes, looked at his watch, and immediately pushed the woman sleeping in his

blue light emitted from the watch face, revealing an electronic projection

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only one person who could contact him this way. The

it really you, Blood

“Yes.”

dead! Even if all those old b*stards from Dark Shadow are dead, you can’t be!” Yves tried to suppress his excitement, but his eyes still

typed rapidly on the keyboard, eager

can’t meet you right now. My situation is a bit special. I’ll explain when

in a delicate position and can’t expose myself. Can you help me dispose of a

it to

secretly disposed of several bodies at the foot of the back mountain, leaving no trace of

mountain was lush, and the wind was gentle. No one would ever think that

special. She hadn’t planned to contact Yves so soon. Letting people know she was still alive wasn’t a good thing, even if Yves was

was still alive, given her current situation, she would have a hard ti

planned. Isabelle didn’t expect to save a

thousand for

a message came in on her phone showing a deposit of 450

account.