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.”

to reality. He jumped into the arena

a complicated mix of emotions. Pushing these feelings aside, he helped John leave.

had left and spoke in a fluent foreign language.

have a saying in Cheshian that one should know when to

the Blackwater

girl is,

returned, but it’s just a

a little girl into the ring. If they’re that desperate, they should just disband. It’s hilarious,”

attract women? What do they have that we don’t? Why don’t attractive

No–Name was gorgeous. Gosh! Her curve is as attractive as a minx. On top of that, she

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underestimate her. She’s better than White Owl

trauma because of No–Name? Look at that little

and don’t kill

fallen

steal Blackwater’s goods and nearly died at Isabelle’s hands

terrifying she was, realising she was far more formidable

regained some composure. He gestured to Isabelle below and posed his question. “Mr. George, aren’t you going to do

to get her out

black mercenary stared at Isabelle like a predator eyeing its prey. He raised his blood–stained fist to his mouth, licked

girl, this isn’t your playground. If you don’t want to end up

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

lewd eyes roamed over Isabelle’s body, licking his lips.

her what you’re made of! Take her to