Resurrecting the Genius Within

Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 138 Taking Her Home

As George left with Isabelle, Dylan was left to handle the bill alone.

In the private room, Sam sat back, feeling a bit dazed.

Then, a memory flashed in his mind: his uncle’s phone call in the meeting room, the smile on his face as he spoke to a girl, promising to pick her up in Taragon City.

Could that girl have been Isabelle Jenkins?

Sam found himself puzzled. He had discussed it with Dylan, but no answers surfaced. His uncle’s trip to Norward City, where he merely observed Isabelle from afar before departing, remained a mystery.

There had been no interaction between them. Afterwards, his uncle returned to Taragon City, then.

Melfrey, never revisiting Norward City.

departed f

Why is Uncle George acquainted with Isabelle, and why does their connection seem enigmatic and captivating?

It seemed his uncle had been the driving force behind their interaction all along.

Sam pondered over the situation. His uncle had previously shown little interest in Isabelle during their conversations.

Observing their interaction now, it seemed they were acquainted for quite some time. Intrigued, Sam glanced at the time and dialled Dylan’s number.

up, he settled down. with his laptop to prepare

Sam’s name on the screen. “What brings you to me, Mr. Sam?” he asked, though knowing full well

am his underling. I am in no position to talk about his private

with concern. If George discovered his meddling,

the boss of Blackwater would. He did not

it when Uncle George went to Norward

during summer vacation and that’s where she met

for a vacation?”

right? Dylan arched

said, and Mr. George

left

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138 Taking

Melfrey toas to reject the marriage proposal from the

“Are Uncle George and Ms.

responded instinctively, “Absolutely

to fret. Did I just make a grave mistake? Should I have been more ambiguous rather than outright denying

accepted the response and simply replied, “Okay, got

to interject, Dylan hesitated,

only

himself, “Please, Mr. Sam, refrain from any impulsive actions. Even if their relationship isn’t formalised, can’t you discern

classes, Isabelle strolled back to the dormitory, her steps light

as she passed the basketball court, a basketball whizzed her way.

Danny’s voice rang out, a note of urgency in his

without breaking her stride, instinctively tilted her head, narrowly avoiding the incoming ball.

zoomed past her ear, ricocheted off the wall,

called out, realisation dawning

a moment before meeting Danny’s gaze across the court, Isabelle casually lifted her foot, deftly hooking