Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 112 Wager

Mr. Garth was puzzled by his reaction.

“Wait a moment! Please wait up.” Sam caught up with Isabelle.

“What’s up?” Isabelle stared at him.

Sam carefully comparedslsabelle’s features and became more and more convinced. He said, “Sorry to bother you.

“Are you a Jenkins?” Sam asked. I mean no harm, but you look like a girl I know, and she’s a Jenkins too.”

Before Sam could finish speaking,

Isabelle said. “You can drop your question. It’s me.”

“You’re Isabelle?” Sam couldn’t believe his own eyes.

“You’re quite lucky. Isabelle said.

At that time. Sam had lost a lot of blood, making his condition dangerous. She didn’t have any needles on her; otherwise, she wouldn’t mind giving him a few stitches to stop the bleeding.

Sam exclaimed in delight. “Is it really you?”

He looked up and down at Isabelle in disbelief. After realising it was rude to scrutinise her, Sam quickly explained and apologised.

“Sorry, I was just too surprised. I never thought we would meet again. I didn’t even dare to acknowledge you just now. I hope I didn’t scare you.” Sam was overjoyed and didn’t know what to say or do,

“Oh, by the way, why are you in Taragon?”

into Taragon University.”

from Norward. You’re afnazing. Can

Computer science.”

Maven Apothecary, he thought about the business at hand and quickly

grateful for you saving my life last time. I should at least treat you to a meal to express my gratitude properly, but I have urgent matters to attend to now. Hmm, can I have your number? I’d like to invite you to dinner

she generously gave him her phone

thought, I have to give you my number on account of

Sam watched Isabelle leave. He muttered

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Chapter 112 Wager

at the moment.

was out of sight, Sam remembered that he forgot to tell her his

himself that there would be another chance to

begun to look forward to seeing her

pestered by

this simpleton and particularly

it to her current appearance. He

At lunchtime.

and said, “I can take you with me to make some

up at

him, Danny smiled and opened his palm.

thousand? That’s

remote place like Norward and

Norward, how many people in this nation

you an additional 750 thousand per race if you manage to defeat those guys; how

handed to her on a silver platter, and it was going to be fun. Isabelle always thought of herself

“Time and address.”

the school under the watchful

and the racing car were already waiting for her outside the school.

formal racetrack, full of racing cars and drivers. There were many spectators, all