Resurrecting the Genius Within

Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 152 Reputation?

“Haven’t asked yet. Mr. Harris, what brings you here so early?”

“I brought you some hangover soup and breakfast.”

Dylan set down the soup and breakfast he was carrying on the table. Two insulated containers.

Hangover soup?

Isabelle turned to Jim and asked, “Was the commotion last night really that big? Even George knows about it. Did it end up on the Taragon University Forum again?”

Jim said, “I didn’t think so. Seemed fine to me.” He lowered his voice and whispered to Isabelle, “When the three of us are together, if we don’t stir up the whole base, it doesn’t count as causing trouble.”

George opened the insulated container, staring intently at the two whispering to each other.

Dylan thought, Uh–oh!

Isabelle said, “Thanks, but I’m not hungover. She turned to Jim and said, “You drink, don’t let it go to

waste.

“My head is pounding, so I’ll take it.” Jim put his legs down and leaned over to grab it.

George had just poured the hangover soup into a bowl when Jim’s hand reached over, grabbing the rim of the bowl directly.

George’s hand almost automatically pressed down on Jim’s, stopping him.

Dylan thought. This is a disaster!

Jim raised an eyebrow. “Not willing to share, Mr. George?” Then he grinned. “My bad didn’t realize this was for…

He still wasn’t used to saying that name.

me to drink it.” Then he changed his tone. “But she and I share everything. and it’s just a bowl of hangover soup. My bad, I didn’t

pull his hand

smiling warmly. “It’s just a bowl of hangover soup. No need to be so formal. If you’re Miss

found it interesting, he chuckled and didn’t say

regretting for not adding a bit

and suggested,

porridge in the morning to calm the stomach. He popped open another thermos, filled

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Chapter 152 Reputation?

watched as George, dressed in a smart suit, served her porridge. She recalled seeing Jim’s fight at the bar last night, and unconsciously imagined herself in George’s shoes, feeling a

in front of her, sporting the suit, pants,

as she entertained her thoughts, a grin spreading across her

face.

letting out

at her puzzledly,

glanced at George and the slightly

was she

“It’s nothing.

and reached out to grab

he was sipping the soup, he noticed George across the table looking straight at him, which made him ask, “Got something on your mind, Mr.

as he replied, “Just curious, did you spend the

“Any issues

tone wasn’t too friendly.

Mr. Carter wasn’t exactly known for his gentleness, but he was mild–mannered, gentlemanly. and had a good

was time to be serious, and flexible when it was needed.

was that the mob young master wasn’t exactly known for his good temperament, especially around Isabelle and Yves, where his true nature was most likely to come out.

at the moment, it was hard for him to maintain the demeanour of

be trying

still had a headache, so naturally, he wasn’t in