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…

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

his words, Ferb turned to Erin, his voice stern as he ordered, “Apologise to Mr. Harris

was flummoxed.

“What are you waiting for? Say sorry to Mr.

stammered, “M–Mr. Harris, I’m

at Ferb with a blank expression. “No, she should

Isabelle and bowing deeply.

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swallowed hard and muttered to Isabelle, “I- Isabelle, I’m sorry, I’m

Erin’s head down and kept

knew who George was, Erin almost

a moment, the office echoed with Ferb and Erin’s voices offering apologies.

silence

to Isabelle, “The tea

“Mm–hmm,” Isabelle said.

tea as if they

Erin stood nervously, feeling like condemned souls awaiting

Worst.

The tension mounted.

calmly asked Isabelle, “You said the needles I gave you was

next to them nearly dropped Isabelle’s acupuncture kit, but he quickly held it

was shocked. Isabelle received that from George?

continued, “And they pried open the luggage I

felt like she

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

brink of passing out.

Group chairman’s assistant, telling him that his daughter had offended

of pills earlier, he’d been

forget my wine; that’s the last bottle. It’s not

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

I promise,” Ferb