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 to the

student raised their hand and asked, “Sir, will we get another chance to hear you lecture?”

looked at him

response.

on whether Isabelle needs

Jim left the law department and headed to the principal’s office. After politely declining the

already waiting there.

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

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

pocket, then looked

somewhat unfamiliar face,

looking at? Do I remind

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took a deep breath, “Half a month ago, Yves told me something incredibly unbelievable, beyond

an eyebrow

I contacted him. It was

felt a wave of familiarity. His breathing tightened as he asked, “Is it really

you?”

didn’t deny it.

gaze lingering on

in a body that seemed

himself, “I firmly believe

but your beliefs might

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

call me Isabelle

sounds similar to

“What happened to the

down the stairs and died

trying to contain his excitement. After observing Isabelle once more, he opened his arms. “Would you like a hug? Let’s

smiled and hugged