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 I

Computer science.”

a mental note, When he saw the Maven Apothecary, he thought about the business at hand and quickly calmed

properly, but I have urgent matters to attend to now. Hmm, can

she generously gave

my number on account of your Uncle George; so be it.

getting her number, Sam watched Isabelle leave. He

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at the moment.

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

Sam comforted himself that there would be another

then, he has begun to look forward to seeing her again.

was being pestered

not to know this

slimmed down and compared it to her current appearance. He even claimed he would ask Zack to come over from the neighbouring university

At lunchtime.

said, “I can take you with me to make some money tonight. Are you game?”

stared up at

acknowledged him, Danny smiled and opened his palm. He said, “Car racing. This much per race.”

“750 thousand? That’s

remote place like Norward and quite young, but you

many people in this nation had seen this much

thousand per race if you manage to defeat those guys; how about

her on a silver platter, and it was going to be fun. Isabelle always thought of herself as quite mischevious; of

“Time and address.”

Isabelle swaggered out of the school

were already waiting for her outside the

was a formal racetrack, full of racing cars and drivers. There were many spectators, all of whom were young people.