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

towards her, her gaze filled with

Isabelle got

gave way, and she

steadied herself at the table, barely

up his brother with Layla. Then, he

1. in.

you doing

quickly got

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

1/3

03%

Ruin

math score on the college entrance exam, the student

right.” Magnus answered with a nod.

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

action struck everyone

elder and the school

indicated it was okay, and didn’t mind this. He even looked at

being kind to students, but his indulgence towards Isabelle was clearly

we from the same place and have the same last name, but our handwriting is also quite similar.”

the first page.

of the notebook, Layla’s name

handwriting. Isabelle let out

guilty and nervous,

Isabelle’s handwriting, she had spent the summer buying a bunch of handwriting practice books to mimic Isabelle’s writing,

was still practicing, but no matter how much she

hers was a

picked up on the sarcasm

a freshman. Did you also get a perfect score in math on the college entrance exam?” Isabelle