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.

her tone, and he looked at her

wondered, Does she not like them?

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

seemed this time would

couldn’t help but

Isabelle, drying her long

George

drying her hair as she looked

planning to

and thought, I’m not sleeping outside,

Harris, I might be sleeping on the streets tonight, not knowing if I’d be

That wasn’t sincere.

“Miss Jenkins, you should sleep in

In bed?

the luxurious and soft bed, her

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

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

on the sofa? That doesn’t

George knew that she was up to something again. He was genuinely being

girl is

a man, and I’m sturdy. I should sleep on the sofa.” George

down in front of the TV cabinet.

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

for.

she saw that he seemed have found it.

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she saw him close the cabinet and stand up.

significant. Miss Jenkins, you should dry your

at the hair

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

that there was a blanket on

Jenkins, you should

won’t be polite

smiled and

lay down on the bed, feeling so comfortable that she wanted

time she had

girls like you.” Lying on the

You flatter me.”

with one hand, looking

aback by her sudden, bold question

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

of me, Miss Jenkins.”

wealthy people talk like

His voice rose at the end, indescribably

was complimenting

Was that

her where she was and if she

they had learned from some people at the duel tournament arena that the Hurricane