Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 133 Fear

“Which one? The one you’re thinking of Ferb gnashed his teeth.

Isabelle, sculed on the sofa, was brewing tea with the principal’s fancy tea set.

George plopped down across from her, saying, “I’m flattered you remembered me over such a trivial thing.” He grabbed the teapot from Isabelle, poured a cup, and handed it to her first.

Accepting the tea, Isabelle was about to sip when she glanced at Magnus at the desk. She held the tea, giving him a look as if to ask if he wanted some.

Magnus waved her off. “I’ll pass for now.”

How Isabelle actually invited George here! When did they get so chummy?

Isabelle took a sip and continued, “It’s only fair to thank you for the needle and the suitcase.

But the main reason is that you guys are scared of George.

Local business families like the Pascalls were as scared of the Harris family as they were of the King of Hell.

A tiff with Isabelle at school? Not a good idea. Even a small spat could turn into a nightmare. If they accidentally killed her….

He could make their whole family regret it!

Erin was shocked. “Dad, are you talking about that one?”

She couldn’t believe her eyes, watching Isabelle chatting and sipping tea with the composed George. How

on earth?!

Isabelle, a country girl, rubbing shoulders with the Flarris family? And knowing the big boss, Mr. Harris himself? “M–Mr. Harris, I failed to teach my daughter properly and accidentally offended you. Please, forgive me…

bullets and shaking like a leaf. His legs were like jelly, making his whole body

voice stern as he ordered, “Apologise to Mr. Harris right

was flummoxed. “But…

at her, “What are you waiting for? Say sorry

Harris, I’m sorry.”

with a blank expression.

and bowing deeply. “Ms. Jenkins, I’m truly

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chill creep over her. She swallowed hard and muttered to Isabelle, “I- Isabelle, I’m sorry, I’m

that the apology wasn’t sincere enough, Ferb pushed Erin’s

who George was, Erin almost

moment, the office echoed with

silence took place..

to Isabelle, “The tea

“Mm–hmm,” Isabelle said.

tea as if they were alone

feeling like condemned souls awaiting

Worst.

The tension mounted.

needles I gave you was mistaken for a weapon?”

but he quickly

Isabelle received that

pried open the luggage I got for

felt like she couldn’t

out any trace of jealousy in Erin’s mind, leaving her with

the brink of passing

telling him that his daughter had offended the Harris family. He nearly

taken a couple of pills earlier, he’d been

chimed in, “And don’t forget my wine; that’s the last bottle. It’s not

itching to object, “You’re totally ripping me off!” But she kept

it right, I