Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 130 It Is Her Strong Suit

Yves hung up the phone and let out a sigh.

“Heartless b*tch!” Yves squinted and muttered, “A thirty–year–old man? A new friend?”

Layla was expelled.

News of her impersonation spread throughout the school.

It became clear that Isabelle was the real math genius who had solved the problem. Isabelle had only requested the school publicly announce Layla’s deceit, but Magnus had put her name up for recognition.

As she walked around campus, she drew even more attention.

In the principal’s office.

Isabelle accepted a cup of tea from Magnus.

“We have transferred the house, originally given to your sister, into your name. The paperwork is being processed. As for the scholarship, I’ll make sure it gets to you once your mother returns it.

“Can I ask, was it because my initial offer was so low that you didn’t want to deal with me?” Magnus asked.

Isabelle replied, “After solving the problem, I passed it on to my brother. He’s the one who handled the forum and communicated with you.”

Magnus sighed and said, “I see. We were making a big deal out of it.”

Solving that problem was like an astronaut successfully reaching space again, but for a genius like Isabelle. it was nothing.

There’s another matter

with you.” Magnus smiled cunningly.

want me to switch to the math department?” Isabelle guessed.

and exclaimed, “Exactly, you’re brilliant?

Isabelle firmly

to refuse. Can you tell me why you

Because computer science is my

retorted, “And math

said, “No, it’s

killing, fighting, shooting, making explosives, computer science, medicine: Math

was left speechless. His head suddenly throbbed with a familiar

argue, bu found Himself speechless

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130 It Is Her Strong

headache overcame

but the relief was

up and said, “T’ll

principal’s office and went to her dorm. Isabelle retrieved

medical kif in hand, Isabelle left.

soon as

like a medical kit from those

What’s

some liquor in

drinking in the

bringing dangerous stuff and

in the

back on the couch, eyes closed, with multiple needles in his head. The pain had left his face.

“Incredible,” he said.

up, I usually go to Maven Apothecary

but I can alleviate it and reduce the frequency of flare–ups,” Isabelle explained.

“What did you say?”