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.

a chill in her tone, and he

she

George thought for a moment, then understood. He had some understanding of Isabelle’s character–once her goal was achieved, she would immediately drop the

would be no different.

couldn’t help but

Isabelle, drying

moment.” George stopped her.

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

Jenkins, are you planning to sleep

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

you, Mr. Harris, I might be sleeping on

That wasn’t sincere.

said, “Miss Jenkins, you should sleep in

In bed?

the luxurious and soft bed, her delicate eyebrows

room. If we sleep together… As an ordinary person, I don’t care, but Mr. Harris, you have a big family and many

sleep in the bed, I will

That doesn’t seem

she was up to something again. He was genuinely being

is

should sleep on the

up, and crouched down in front

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

for.

was about to ask she saw that he seemed

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Harris Slept on the

him close the

you should dry your hair before

at the hair dryer he had handed

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

out with her hair dry, she saw that there was

you should

I won’t be polite then.”

and nodded.

the bed, feeling so

this second life, it was the first time she had slept in

I’m sure many girls like you.” Lying on the soft bed, Isabelle

You flatter me.”

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

taken aback by her sudden, bold question and

reaction. Have you

of me, Miss

all you wealthy people

His voice rose at the end, indescribably lazy and charming.

was complimenting you.”

Was that

her where

Owl told Isabelle that they had learned from some people at the duel tournament arena that the Hurricane Mercenary Corps way planning to attack them.