Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 127 Couldn’t Be More Obvious.

Isabelle sneered, “Don’t compare her to me. Stop with that fake, insincere attitude. Just drop the act”

Eleanor managed a strained smile and said, “You’re my child. I gave birth to you. How could I possibly-

“I said enough!” Isabelle interrupted sharply.

Eleanor finally fell silents

Ethan quickly packed his belongings. He packed his backpack with a few sets of clothes, some books and school supplies, a large bag of herbal medicine, and his laptop.

In two trips. Dylan helped him carry everything to the trunk.

Isabelle turned to Eleanor and declared, “I’m taking Ethan to school, not kidnapping your son. I won’t interfere with Ethan’s decision about you. But if you interfere with him, causing trouble in Taragon and disrupting his studies, I’ll make sure you and Layla end up in jail.”

With that, Isabelle left with Ethan.

George followed the siblings.

“Isabelle… William took a few steps after them but couldn’t continue. He crouched down, hating himself for his lack of capability.

Ethan sat in the front seat. He quietly watched the house he had lived in for years fade into the distance..

“Children should respect their parents, but not blindly. If parents force their children to break the law or sacrifice them for personal gain, they lose the right to call themselves parents. You shouldn’t feel too guilty or sad about it,” George said.

Ethan tilted his head back slightly, not responding.

Isabelle raised an eyebrow and thought, People with higher education sure know how to comfort others.

against the car window, supporting her head with her hand, and asked, “How

replied calmly, “I’m relieved that you’re not too upset.”

businessman, capable of saying the right thing to warm the heart and gracefully

I’m indeed inferior to him in terms of art of words.

to drop it.

first found a restaurant

hadn’t eaten anything since his late class the previous night,

aroma, he

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that Isabelle had brought it

served another bowl

Ethan picked

rest for the night and leave tomorrow, or drive through the night?

decide, George said.

siblings glanced at him.

bury his face in his bowl. Mr. George, aren’t you

said, “Let’s drive through

and his pathetic mother, he worried that

leaving the restaurant, they headed directly to

you’re

on the verge of tears. Finally, someone remembered

can drive. Then he added to Dylan, “If you’re tired, let me

injuries, and driving while tired could lead to

worry, I can manage, Dylan reassured

driving while he sat in the passenger seat.

long as he didn’t crash,

clutched his backpack, drowsily watching the scenery pass by, which only made

Ethan dozed off.