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

wondered, Does she

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

seemed this time would be no

help but smile. “That’s good.”

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

a moment.” George stopped her.

Isabelle turned around, drying her hair as she looked

planning to

sitting on and thought, I’m not sleeping outside, does

might be sleeping on the streets tonight, not knowing if

That wasn’t sincere.

should sleep in the bed.”

In bed?

and soft bed, her delicate eyebrows

big 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 care, but Mr. Harris,

you sleep in the bed, I will sleep on the

the sofa? That doesn’t seem

George knew that she was up to something again.

girl is really interesting.

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

down in

one cabinet after another, not

for.

to ask she saw that he seemed

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him close the cabinet and stand up.

you should dry your hair before going to bed, or you might catch a cold.”

at the hair dryer he had handed her.

you’re 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 was

Jenkins, you should go to

be

and

on the bed, feeling so comfortable that

first time

you.” Lying on the

You flatter me.”

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

taken aback by her sudden, bold question and looked

big reaction. Have you been

of

you wealthy people talk like this?”

voice rose at the end, indescribably

I was complimenting

Was that

sent her a message asking her where

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