Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 28 In Search of the Mysterious Respondents

Jim didn’t give it much thought. He actually looked forward to meeting her in the future. He half–jokingly said, “I hope the next time we meet will be in a cheerful and comfortable setting.”

Isabelle smiled and reassured, “Relax, it’s definitely nothing like today.”

If Jim were to take on another lawsuit that degraded his professional ability, he would never agree, despite having brought up Yves sight hundred times.

Then Jim noticed Mike standing on the stairs. He said, “That seems to be your classmate.” He saw Mike staring at them, or rather, staring at Isabelle.

Isabelle had noticed someone behind her earlier but didn’t pay much attention. Hearing Jim’s comment, she subconsciously turned and looked behind.

She withdrew her gaze after casting a glance and replied, “I don’t know him.” Her reaction was swift and

resolute.

Mike frowned at Isabelle’s nonchalant denial.

Isabelle used to bring him breakfast and wrote him love letters. It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to call her clingy.

Now this girl even denied what she had done.

But from Isabelle’s perspective, it was true that the two were strangers.

Mike found Isabelle’s hypocritical and annoyed.

He walked straight past the two of them.

When he had walked a distance, he inexplicably looked around.

Isabelle stood in the same place and watched that man walk away.

Mike snorted coldly internally. He ignored them and entered the school building.

In the eyes of the top student, lacking ambition to achieve well academically was far more disgraceful than resorting to cheating to achieve high scores.

Isabelle looked at Jim’s business card and bent her fingers a little. The business card, which was treated as precious by Timothy, was tossed into the trash can.

Isabelle walked at a leisurely par

and followed Mike back to the classroom.

What kind of contact with Jim couldn’t she get her hands into?

Did she need a business card to find him?

showed/up in the class, she was met

some with skepticism, and others were appraising.

28 In Search of the Mysterious Respondents

sizing up, were fixed on her for a long time. The scene was ridiculous, but Isabelle continued to focus on her own tasks

her calmness was not something

Isabelle went for her usual night run

the courtyard were on. A

came from inside.

and she instantly

The school principal, her math teacher, as well as her family, stood

gifts on the ground. There were two bulging paper bags placed on the table, and

the situation. Tell me what’s going on.” William kept waving at Isabelle and invited the guests to sit

ever met were the foremen and his boss on the construction site. Usually, he was the one being ordered around, and this was his first time seeing

down on everyone, had shifted into

yet. Either take your things and leave now, or I’ll have him come over and personally ask you to

family. They were at a loss for a

guests grabbed on to William’s hand like a lifeline.

back to his senses

the school many times. He was a middle–aged man in his mid–forties, and he

hand and respectfully

experienced this. He felt uneasy and afraid that Isabelle had caused

that those visitors hadn’t left yet. She blew her long hair dry and scowled in displeasure as she turned to look

go of William’s hand as if they had been electrocuted.

we’ll leave now. We won’t disturb you.”

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they could leave the courtyard, Isabelle suddenly said,

around nervously and said

muttered. “Your gifts.”

say anything and quickly went back to pick up the gifts scattered on the ground.

paper bag on the table, she immediately

principal, then she turned and glared at Isabelle. Eleanor chided, “You brt, do you know what’s in there? There’s more than ten thousand

glance, too lazy to pay her any attention. She went back to

the money back, so she

going on? Can you tell me again?” William understood very well, but like everyone else, he couldn’t believe that Isabelle could

be that simple. And who was this Timothy that Isabelle just

of Norward City was

the

believe it since the principal and the teachers

and Layla are so intelligent.

protest. She argued, “How could she possibly score full marks? She must have cheated. There’s simply no evidence. If she hadn’t involved the cop and caused a scene, Mr. Leonard and Mr. Shephard wouldn’t have come.” Layla gritted her teeth, and her pretty face was slightly contorted.

Her grades were poor because she didn’t want to