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,

wondered, Does she

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

time would be no different.

couldn’t help but smile. “That’s good.”

Isabelle, drying her long hair, walked

George stopped

around, drying her hair as she looked

are you planning to sleep

at the sofa he was sitting on and thought, I’m not sleeping

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

That wasn’t sincere.

Jenkins, you should sleep in

In bed?

looked at the luxurious and soft bed, her delicate eyebrows

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 family and many subordinates. If this

smiled and explained, “If you sleep in the

on the sofa? That doesn’t seem

George knew that she was up to something again. He was genuinely being polite, but Isabelle

girl is really

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

and crouched down in front of the

seeing him open one cabinet after

for.

she was about to ask she saw

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saw him close the

here is quite significant. Miss Jenkins, you should dry your hair before going to bed, or you might catch a

the hair dryer he

looked back up 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 went into the bathroom to dry

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

Jenkins, you should

be

smiled and nodded.

bed, feeling so comfortable that she wanted to

life, it was the first time she had slept in such a comfortable bed.

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

You flatter me.”

with one hand, looking at the

George was taken aback by her sudden, bold question and

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

making fun of me,

wealthy people talk

rose at the end,

was

blinked. Was that a

asking her where she was and if she was

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