Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 56 Mr Harris Slept on the Sofa

“Adults can consume alcohol. Miss Jenkins, feel free to drink as much as you like, just remember to drink in moderation for the sake of your health,” said George.

He was such a gentleman, and it made her feel a bit self–conscious,

Rumours had it that Mr. Harris never engaged in the company of women. Is he a man of integrity, or is he just too selective? Or perhaps… he has some undisclosed condition?

With this thought, Isabelle’s eyes roamed over his body, lingering particularly on his handsome face.

If he did have a condition, it would be such a waste.

George noticed her gaze. Seeing the look of pity in her eyes, he felt a bit puzzled.

“What’s wrong?” he asked.

“Nothing. I’m going to take a shower.” Isabelle walked to the sofa, picked up her clothes, and said, “Thank you for the clothes, Mr. Harris.”

Then she went into the bedroom.

The top floor of the hotel was calm.

But the lower floors were in turmoil.

A large number of people were infiltrating the hotel.

Fortunately, Dylan had brought enough people to tightly guard the top floor. The reinforcements had also arrived outside the hotel, effectively controlling the entire building.

The people in the shadows were ready to make a move, but at this moment, the scout noticed something amiss. “Don’t act rashly.”

Sure enough, soon after, the comrades outside the hotel sent a message: The people from God’s Armament have arrived. Tell the others not to act rashly.

“God’s Armament? How did their people get here?”

After spending half a day in the desert, Isabelle felt refreshed after taking a shower. However, her good

I didn’t last for a minute. After getting dressed, she looked down at her chest and was speechless.

The clothes fit perfectly–even better than the ones she bought herself. When she had suggested buying clothes, George had subtly measured her, which hadn’t escaped Isabelle’s notice.

His eyes are sharp!

Isabelle gritted her teeth in annoyance.

Coming out of the bathroom/she saw the man sitting on the sofa in the bedroom, dressed in a bathrobe, looking every bit the gentleman. His long legs were crossed, and he was looking at his phone.

“Miss Jenkins, do you like the clothes? Do they fit well? George looked up and asked.

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“They fit well, and I like them!” Isabelle replied.

to sense a chill in her tone, and he looked at

Does she not

Isabelle’s indifferent expression, George thought for a moment, then understood. He had some understanding of Isabelle’s character–once her goal was

time would be no

but smile.

Harris.” Isabelle, drying

a moment.” George stopped

Isabelle turned around, drying her hair as she looked

Jenkins, are you planning to sleep on the sofa

was sitting on and thought, I’m not sleeping outside, does that mean I’m sleeping

not picky. If it weren’t for you, Mr. Harris, I might be sleeping on the streets tonight, not

That wasn’t sincere.

“Miss Jenkins, you should sleep in the bed.”

In bed?

looked at the luxurious and soft

people, it’s already scandalous for a man and a woman to share a room. If we sleep together… As an ordinary person, I don’t care, but Mr. Harris, you have a big

smiled and explained, “If you sleep in the

sofa? That doesn’t

was up to something again. He was genuinely being polite, but Isabelle

girl is really interesting.

sleep on the sofa.” George put down his phone,

up, and crouched down in front of the

back, seeing him open one cabinet after another,

for.

ask she saw that he seemed have

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the cabinet and

here is quite significant. Miss Jenkins, you should dry

hair dryer he had handed her.

seconds, and then smiled. “Mr. Harris, you’re good at taking care of people. After saying that, she took the hair dryer and went into the

she came out with her hair dry, she saw that there

should go to

be polite

smiled and nodded.

the bed, feeling so comfortable that

time she had slept

sure many girls like you.” Lying on the soft bed,

You flatter me.”

side, propping her head up with one hand, looking at the

was taken aback by her sudden, bold question and

a big reaction. Have you

fun of me, Miss Jenkins.”

wealthy people talk

rose at the end,

was complimenting

Was that

message asking her where she was and if she

told Isabelle that they had learned from some people at the duel tournament arena that the Hurricane Mercenary Corps