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.

emerged from George’s residence and returned to his own. After freshening up, he settled down. with his laptop to prepare for the upcoming meeting.

Sam’s name on the screen. “What brings you to me, Mr. Sam?” he

Dylan asked cautiously. “Mr. Sam, I am his underling. I

George discovered

if George didn’t butcher him, the boss of Blackwater would. He did not want to risk crossing

when Uncle George went to Norward City on

visited Melfrey during summer vacation and that’s

there for a

right? Dylan

said, and Mr. George bought it.

left Sam perplexed.

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first action upon returning from Melfrey toas to reject the

aloud, “Are Uncle George and Ms. Jenkins…

responded instinctively,

mistake? Should I

accepted the response and simply replied,

to interject, Dylan hesitated, “Um, Mr.

was only

from any impulsive actions. Even if their relationship isn’t formalised, can’t you discern Uncle George’s

Isabelle strolled back to the dormitory, her steps light and purposeful,

passed the basketball court, a basketball whizzed her way.

rang out, a note of

instinctively tilted her head, narrowly

past her ear, ricocheted off the wall, and bounced back to her feet.

called out, realisation dawning

Isabelle casually lifted her foot, deftly hooking the basketball with her toe before seamlessly catching it in her