Resurrecting the Genius Within

Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 111 She Would Never Forgive

James could only assume that the two months Layla had spent solving the math problem on the forum had drained her and that she needed rest.

Her offer to solve this problem dispelled his doubts. He nodded and said, “Alright, I’ll give it to you later.”

After lunch, Isabelle left the cafeteria.

“Isabelle,” Layla called out to her. She had been waiting for her for a long time.

Isabelle ignored her sister and walked straight past her.

Layla followed her persistently and asked, “Isabelle, why didn’t you help me earlier? I’m your sister.”

Her eyes were still red, and her voice choked with sobs. Gone were the previous harshness and dominance towards Isabelle, replaced by a soft and vulnerable demeanour.

She didn’t dare blame her, but she wore a pitiful look on her face.

“Why should I help you? When others bullied me in high school, you always ran away as fast as you could,” Isabelle said.

She continued to walk away.

Layla followed her and apologised, “Isabelle, I’m sorry. I know I was wrong. I was too scared to help you. People say all siblings fight. But no matter what, our blood binds us as a family.

Isabelle was capable now; even the mayor of Norward had to treat her respectfully and address her as Ms. Jenkins. Layla needed Isabelle’s protection at Taragon University, even if it meant using her against Bella.

She also needed Isabelle to help her with the math problem. James had suspicions about her. She would face exposure if she didn’t take immediate action.

back then. I know I was wrong. I’ll make it up to you. Please forgive me. Let’s be good with each other from

her face. She looked genuinely remorseful.

appearance made it easy to express sympathy

at Layla’s tear–streaked face. She grabbed Layla’s hand, which was clutching her

in Layla’s hopeful and joyous gaze, making

weak card to the fullest. She deliberately lost her balance and fell to the ground with tears in her eyes, hoping to make Isabelle take pity

to ask me for

you need me to

1/3

Would

her head with her arms, fearing

Isabelle sneered.

no intention of hitting her, Layla slowly lowered

sorry.”

is my

you dare to try anything

in fear.

she recovered, Isabelle had walked away for a distance.

Layla’s tears stopped almost

and her eyes

from self–study. After finishing her class at five,

two new prescriptions, and bought the new medicine for Ethan.

interested in her prescriptions, but Isabelle hadn’t been willing to share details tast time, so he

answered his questions. Mr. Garth was delighted. He invited her into the tea room and

pulled out a notebook, taking notes like an eager student. “Oh my! Combining these herbs has such an

as he took notes, as if he had discovered some treasure. He wished he could have met

Isabelle sooner.

into alternative

came from her alone; she had completely won over Mr. Garth, who marvelled at her

the field of alternative medicine has