Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 121 Ruin Layla

“Yeah, indeed. The next generation’s genes must be really strong.”

James focused entirely on his math problem. He felt a bit awkward hearing the professor’s comment.

In contrast, Layla blushed and glanced shyly at him before she hung her head down.

The professor and the graduate students teased James for this reaction. They suggested that James shouldn’t spend all his time working on the math problems but should also balance it with some social life.

“Ahem, did you just solve this problem?” James redirected the conversation, asking Layla.

At first, Layla was tempted to say yes, but she was reminded of Isabelle’s quick solution. Her vanity took over, and she said boldly, “No, I solved it a few days ago.”

Everyone was impressed and gave her a thumbs up.

James hadn’t expected Layla to solve it so quickly. He felt a pang of guilt for doubting her earlier.

“Everyone here? Am I late?” Magnus laughed as he walked in.

Taking the notebook that James handed over, Magnus nodded approvingly as he glanced through it. His eyes were full of admiration for Layla.

The lab was filled with laughter and joy, and Layla basked in the glory.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in her line of sight, catching her off guard.

Layla’s smile froze as she saw Isabelle standing at the lab door, arms crossed. She was leaning lazily against the doorframe.

Isabelle was watching her with a half–smile.

In that instant. Layla felt like she was staring death in the face. Her mind was buzzing, so she forgot to

scream

began walking towards

Isabelle got closer,

gave way, and she nearly

steadied herself at the table,

was feeling down when everyone tried to set up his brother with Layla. Then, he

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what are you

in surprise and quickly got

is here, so I came to check it out,” Isabelle said as she

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the college entrance

answered with a nod.

was about to properly introduce Isabelle when she reached out and took the notebook from his hand.

everyone as somewhat rude.

and the school principal, Isabelle was just a student

and didn’t mind this. He

for being kind to students, but his

only are we from the same place and have the same last

flipped to the

of the

Isabelle let

instantly felt guilty and nervous, her entire body trembling.

had spent the summer buying a bunch of handwriting practice books to mimic Isabelle’s writing, but she only managed to get about seventy to eighty percent of the

but no matter how much she

hers was a

picked up on the sarcasm in

a freshman. Did you also get a perfect score