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

Does she not

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

this time would be no

help but smile.

Harris.” Isabelle, drying her long hair, walked out.

moment.” George

Isabelle turned around, drying

Jenkins, are you planning to sleep on the sofa

and thought, I’m not sleeping outside, does that

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

That wasn’t sincere.

should sleep in the

In bed?

at the luxurious and soft bed, her

If we sleep together… As an ordinary person, I don’t care, but Mr. Harris,

“If you sleep in the bed, I

That doesn’t

to something again. He was genuinely

is really interesting.

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

up, and crouched down in front

cabinet after another, not knowing what he was

for.

she was about to ask she saw that he

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saw him close the cabinet and stand

temperature difference between day and night here is quite significant. Miss Jenkins, you should dry your hair before

looked down at the hair

two seconds, and then smiled. “Mr. Harris, you’re good at taking care of

she came out with her hair dry, she saw that there was a blanket

you should go to

I won’t be

smiled and nodded.

so comfortable that she wanted to stretch.

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

Harris, you’re so gentlemanly and considerate. I’m sure many girls like you.” Lying on the soft bed, Isabelle conscientiously didn’t forget to compliment him.

You flatter me.”

looking at the man on

George was taken aback by her sudden, bold question and looked at her. “What?”

a big reaction. Have you

of me, Miss Jenkins.”

you wealthy people

voice rose at the end, indescribably lazy

was complimenting

Was that a

where she was and

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