Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 47 Danny Asked Me to Find Her

Timothy turned around and said to Peter and his group, who were approaching, “We just arrived and saw- some acquaintances, so we came over to say hello,”

Before they got close, Mike noticed Isabelle. Perhaps because Timothy was standing too close to her, she

stood out.

When Nella saw the person sitting on the chair, her smile faded.

She frowned, wondering why Isabelle was there.

And the acquaintances that Mayor Foster mentioned? Who were they? Isabelle?

Peter looked at Isabelle and voiced the question that Nella had in her mind, “Is this young lady the acquaintance you mentioned?”

“This is Miss Jenkins. Skilled in dealing with people, Timothy didn’t forget to introduce Ethan, “This is Miss Jenkins’s younger brother.”

irl Miss?”

“What… what’s going on? Who are these people? Why is he calling this unruly girl

Kimberly felt that something was amiss. These people were dressed so well and looked so distinguished. They must be either officials or big bosses.

And just now, Ethan called that man “Mayor Foster“. Did they misheard it, or did he say it wrong? If neither was the case, could it be the mayor they were thinking of?

Eleanor asked her son directly. “Ethan, what do you call him?”

“Miss Jenkins?” Nella almost shouted, quickly covering her mouth.

She looked at Isabelle again, wondering what kind of girl Isabelle was. Mayor Foster must have mistaken. her for someone else. But she quickly remembered the rumours at school.

Did Isabelle have some background?

Mike also looked at Isabelle in surprise.

The respect in Timothy’s tone and address made Peter look seriously at Isabelle. “Miss Jenkins?”

In his memory, Norward City had no high–ranking official or group director with the surname Jenkins. Even if there were, it wouldn’t be enough for Timothy, the dignified mayor of a city, to show such respect.

Perhaps she was not from Norward City.

“Hello, I’m Peter. Peter extended his hand to Isabelle.

young girl about the same age as his son, Peter didn’t dare

was not in a good mood and naturally ignored. him.

Jenkins doesn’t like to interact with people. Timothy

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was presumptuous. I didn’t consider it

it was inappropriate for him to want to shake hands directly. Besides, her status made even Timothy treat her with such an attitude, so it was normal for her

mayor.

we go upstairs to eat?” Timothy invited

someone

standing behind Timothy and his group, so he quickly made his way

his father, and before he could react,

Factory. I delivered the materials used for your

Mr. Jenkins. Bob seemed to remember such a

call me Mr. Jenkins. Just call me Sean.”

treat you. Let’s eat upstairs.” Sean pulled him and

and Deputy Mayor Sanders today. Let’s do it another day.” Bob had put in a lot of effort to attend this function and didn’t have time to deal

table as the “Miss Jenkins” mentioned by Timothy,

looked at Timothy and asked uncertainly, “Mr. Leif, you said this is our

family members gasped and looked at Timothy and Peter,

Mayor Foster greeted the entire

nodded in response.

head and asked, “Miss Jenkins, who are they?” It was impossible to ignore these people now.

Isabelle’s family. I am Isabelle’s second aunt,” Kimberly quickly stepped forward to

hurriedly said, no longer displaying his arrogant attitude when sitting in the

uncle, and these are Isabelle’s two younger brothers.. “Tom

two sons.

jostled and pushed forward for a moment, each

hello, everyone. Before Timothy got a chanto exchange pleasantries with Isabelle’s large family

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he heard Isabelle, who had been silent all this time, say indifferently, “I’m

them.”

slowly stood up, not bothering to look at their faces again. “I can’t afford to associate

embarrassed the Jenkins family.

situation, saying,

always been puzzled. He had checked Isabelle’s background. She had never left Helios District since she was a child. Her parents were both low–level workers, her younger brother was disabled, and her ancestors for three generations were migrant workers.

ordinary girl could be related to the Harris family, the powerful clites

relationship was not shallow.

with me. After all, we’re family. It’s normal for us to have disagreements. There’s no