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

to Erin, his voice stern as he ordered,

flummoxed.

are you waiting for?

Harris, I’m sorry.”

blank expression. “No, she should apologise

and bowing

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felt a chill creep over her. She swallowed hard and muttered to Isabelle, “I- Isabelle,

apology wasn’t sincere enough, Ferb pushed Erin’s head down

she knew who George was, Erin almost cried, her voice

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

brief silence took

Isabelle, “The tea

“Mm–hmm,” Isabelle said.

two of them chatted over tea as if they were alone

and Erin stood nervously, feeling like condemned souls awaiting judgment, fearing the

Worst.

The tension mounted.

asked Isabelle, “You said the needles I

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

Isabelle received

pried open the luggage I got

like she

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

was on the brink of passing out.

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

taken a couple of pills earlier, he’d been pinching his philtrum the whole

that’s the last bottle. It’s not that pricey. It’s just 3.45

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

make it right, I promise,” Ferb blurted out.