Resurrecting the Genius Within

Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 145 That Depends on Whether Isabelle Needs Me

“It was bad timing. When Isabelle got in touch with me, I was on a business trip in Senedele, so I had to fly back overnight. That’s why I look a bit tired.”

“Sir, does Isabelle have your personal contact info?”

“Of course.

The students reacted with surprise.

Jim pointed to another student. “Yes, you there.”

“Sir, do you know that Isabelle and Miss Sullivan made a bet involving you? The wager is 1.5 million.”

Jim responded, “Your principal told me about it when I arrived, so I hope Miss Sullivan will honour her

bet.

The students laughed. “Don’t worry, Sir. Bella wouldn’t dare back out.”

“Yeah, if you got involved, it wouldn’t just be about the money; Bella would be in serious trouble.”

“Sir, there are rumours about you having a powerful background, and some even say you’re linked to the mafia. Is that true?”

Jim adjusted his glasses and said, “I’m just an ordinary citizen.”

“Sir, what’s your relationship with Isabelle?”

Jim paused for a moment, thinking. Then he smiled slightly and said, “She’s a close friend, someone I’ve known for a long time.”

questions, none related

hand and asked, “Sir, will we get another chance to

the podium, looked at him eagerly, waiting for his

response.

said, “That depends on

headed to the principal’s office. After politely declining

already waiting

phone. Thanks for coming, Mr. Carter. Here’s your fee.

slipped the card she had just gotten from Bella into Jim’s suit

the pocket, then looked at

her delicate, beautiful, yet somewhat unfamiliar face, taking in

“What are you looking at? Do I remind you

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“Half a month ago, Yves told

raised an eyebrow

I contacted him. It was because of Yoes‘

Jim felt a wave of familiarity. His

you?”

didn’t deny it. “Yes, it’s

gaze lingering

aback by the familiarity of her presence in a body that seemed so unfamiliar. For a moment, he was at a

to himself, “I firmly

“I understand, but your beliefs might

moment of confusion, Jim grinned. “That’s fine. I’m just glad you’re here.”

me Isabelle Jenkins, she

similar to your name.”

asking, “What happened to the real Isabelle Jenkins?”

explained. The day I died, she fell down the stairs and died too. It seems

more, he opened his arms. “Would you like a hug? Let’s

and hugged