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 her clothes

wondered, Does she not like

understood. He had some understanding of Isabelle’s character–once her goal was achieved, she would immediately

time would be

help but smile. “That’s

night, Mr. Harris.” Isabelle, drying her long

moment.” George

anything else?” Isabelle turned around, drying her hair as she

planning to sleep on the

he was sitting on and thought, I’m

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

That wasn’t sincere.

you should sleep in the bed.”

In bed?

looked at the luxurious and soft bed, her delicate eyebrows slowly raising.

enough for five or six 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

smiled and explained, “If you sleep in the bed, I will sleep on

the sofa? That doesn’t seem

something again. He was genuinely being polite, but Isabelle might

girl is

sturdy. I should sleep on the sofa.” George put down his

up, and crouched down in front of the

watched his back, seeing him open one cabinet after another, not knowing what

for.

was about to ask she saw that

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saw him close the cabinet and stand

night here is quite significant. Miss Jenkins, you should dry your hair before going

the hair dryer he had handed her.

good at taking care of people. After saying that, she took the hair dryer

out with her hair dry, she saw that there was a blanket on the sofa where George

Jenkins, you should go to bed.”

I won’t be

and nodded.

bed, feeling so

the first time she had slept

sure many girls like you.” Lying

You flatter me.”

head up with one hand, looking at the man

George was taken aback by her sudden, bold question and looked at

an eyebrow. “Such a big reaction. Have you been

fun of me,

you wealthy people talk like this?”

rose at the end, indescribably lazy and charming.

was complimenting

Was that a

message asking her where she was and if

from some people at the duel tournament arena that the Hurricane Mercenary Corps way planning to attack