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.

lightly, “I have no connection

confront her when Isabelle changed the subject, “If I had to have a connection,

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causing them to reconsider the relationship between this apparent nobody and the Harris family and

you and what do

the men in black

did not answer her.

looked at them indifferently, “Not talking? Then

so you came to me. You suspect that I have a close relationship with Sam and want to use me to negotiate

their jackets, “Since you’ve guessed it. I

to work alone rather than in a group?” Isabelle’s sudden question caught the in black off guard. They didn’t

men

flashed, and her figure disappeared from the spot like a ghost. The next second, she appeared

the ground, Isabelle stood with her hands in her pockets, looking down coldly at the man at her

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

to negotiate with

black clutched his bleeding neck, his eyes filled

indifferently, her lips parting to utter

man in black’s eyes widened in shock,

the Jenkins Residence, opened her computer,

hotel in Mehenya, a Cheshian man with long hair reaching his ears

Suddenly, his watch flashed.

immediately pushed the woman

left side of his watch, and a blue light

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the layers of encryption, he knew that there was only one person who could contact him this way. The man immediately rolled out of

really

“Yes.”

dead, you can’t be!” Yves tried to

are you now? I’ll come find you.” Yves typed rapidly on the keyboard, eager to know his friend’s

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

delicate position and can’t expose myself. Can you help me

it

a mysterious person secretly disposed of several bodies at the foot of the back mountain,

was gentle. No one would ever think

hadn’t planned to contact Yves so soon. Letting people know she was still

her current situation, she would have a hard ti

Isabelle didn’t expect to save a person and end

for 150 thousand for that

came in on her phone showing a deposit

account.