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.

age as his son, Peter didn’t dare to neglect

to doing things her way, was not in a good

doesn’t like to interact with people. Timothy came to her rescue.

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presumptuous. I didn’t consider

for him to want to shake hands directly. Besides, her status made even Timothy treat her with such an

mayor.

go upstairs to eat?” Timothy invited again.

moment, someone exclaimed, “Mr.

his group, so he quickly made

looked at Sean, who was approaching with an eager face as if he had seen his father, and before he could react, Sean grabbed his hand.

Factory. I

to remember

Just call me Sean.” Sean was frightened and overjoyed.

eaten? I’ll treat you. Let’s eat upstairs.” Sean pulled him and wanted to go

it another day.” Bob had put in

same table as the “Miss Jenkins” mentioned by Timothy,

was stunned. He looked at Timothy and asked uncertainly, “Mr. Leif, you said this is

Jenkins family members gasped and looked

entire table in a timely

nodded in

Jenkins, who are they?”

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

said, no longer displaying

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

two sons.

forward for a moment, each fearing they would be left behind.

Before Timothy got a chanto exchange pleasantries with

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heard Isabelle, who had been silent all this

them.”

“I can’t afford to associate with these wealthy relatives. Mayor Foster, don’t mind them.

embarrassed the Jenkins

situation, saying, “I

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

how such an ordinary girl could be related to the Harris family, the powerful

was not shallow.

I shouldn’t said that to you earlier. Please don’t be angry with me. After all, we’re family. It’s normal for us to have disagreements. There’s no deep animosity between us.” Kimberly stepped forward, attempting to reach out and hold Isabelle’s hand