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

into Taragon University from Norward. You’re afnazing. Can I ask what major you’re studying?”

Computer science.”

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

express my gratitude properly, but I have urgent matters to attend to now. Hmm, can I have your number? I’d like to invite

didn’t say anything, and she generously gave him her

my number on account of your Uncle

Sam watched Isabelle leave. He muttered Isabelle’s name to

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at the

Isabelle was out of sight, Sam remembered that he forgot to

there would be

he has begun to look forward to seeing her

pestered by

this simpleton

out a photo of her before she had fully slimmed down and compared it to

At lunchtime.

showed up again and said, “I can take you with me to make some money tonight.

up at him.

his palm. He said, “Car racing. This much

“750 thousand? That’s too low.”

remote place like Norward and quite young, but you

in this

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

be fun.

“Time and address.”

swaggered out of the school under the

car were already waiting for her outside the school.

a formal racetrack, full of racing cars and drivers. There