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.

own. After freshening up, he settled down. with his laptop

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

Sam, I am his underling. I am in no

was fraught with concern. If George discovered his meddling, he’d face serious

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

Wasn’t it when Uncle George went to Norward City

visited Melfrey during summer vacation and that’s where she met Mr.

there for

Dylan arched

and Mr. George

answer left Sam perplexed.

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first action upon returning from Melfrey toas to reject the marriage proposal

Uncle George and Ms.

responded instinctively,

a grave mistake? Should I have been more ambiguous rather

and simply replied, “Okay, got it.”

to interject, Dylan hesitated, “Um, Mr. Sam, you-

only beeping.

Dylan stared at the disconnected call, he muttered anxiously to himself, “Please, Mr. Sam, refrain from any impulsive actions. Even

the dormitory, her steps light and purposeful, a new suitcase

passed the basketball court, a basketball

out, a note

instinctively tilted her head,

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

realisation

across the court, Isabelle casually lifted her foot, deftly hooking the basketball with her