Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 69 Teach Him a Lesson

Startled, Dylan prepared to inform his boss about Isabelle’s fall.

Before he could say anything, he witnessed a bizarre scene. “She caught that attack: Dylan muttered in disbelief.

The black man frowned. He didn’t wait to see who had the audacity to stop him; he blasted him with at fierce punch.

Isabelle grabbed the man’s wrist with one hand and stopped his attack. At the same time, she raised her other arm to strike that man’s face.

When he detected her speed, the man quickly dodged backward. He had to withdraw his punch and move “several steps in her direction.

Even though he reacted quickly, the blow still struck his nose. That attack sent a sharp pain through the top of his head and brought tears to his eyes.

The spectators couldn’t quite grasp what had happened; they just saw the man retreating.

Rage twisted the man’s face. His homocidal aura became more menacing.

He looked up at his opponent.

She was a young girl. His expression turned ugly, but then he remembered who she was and sneered.

Isabelle stood up. She glanced at John on the ground and called out, “Little Jack, come down here and help him.”

into the arena and helped

to him, and overcame a complicated mix of emotions. Pushing these feelings aside, he helped John leave.

had left

death up to fate, we have a saying in Cheshian that one should know when to

from the Blackwater

one? They boasted how amazing that girl

No–Name had returned, but it’s just a knockoff.

into the ring. If

does Blackwater attract women? What do they have that we

is as attractive as a minx. On top of that, she was skilled. Now there’s another woman who has

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her. She’s better than

No–Name? Look

pretty. Take it slow and don’t kill her; I’d be sad,”

felt like Isabelle had fallen into a

goods and

previously fought Isabelle and knew firsthand how terrifying she was, realising she was far more formidable than they had

He gestured to Isabelle below and posed his question. “Mr. George,

needed to get her out

Isabelle like a predator eyeing its prey. He raised his blood–stained fist to his

this isn’t your playground. If you don’t want to end up like that trash, go home

laughed lecherously and said, “On second thought, why should you go home? Come to bed

body, licking his lips. His expression made everyone repulsive.

you’re made of! Take her to