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.

Isabelle. So it’s not right for me to drink it.” Then he changed his tone. “But she and I share everything. and it’s just a

to pull his hand back.

soup. No need

and didn’t say anything. Then he gulped the hangover soup down.

for not adding a bit of arsenic

Isabelle and suggested, “Ler’s

to calm the stomach. He popped

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Chapter 152 Reputation?

porridge. She recalled seeing Jim’s fight at the bar last night, and unconsciously imagined herself

front of her, sporting the suit, pants, and leather shoes

she entertained her thoughts, a

face.

chuckled, unintentionally letting out a laugh,

looked at her

at George and the

was she up to?

“It’s nothing.

self, and reached out to grab the porridge from George’s

a bowl. While he was sipping the soup, he noticed George across the table looking straight at him, which made

smile as he replied, “Just curious, did you spend the night here last

asked, “Any issues with that?”

tone wasn’t too friendly.

gentleness, but he was mild–mannered, gentlemanly.

was time to be serious, and flexible when it

young master wasn’t exactly known for his good temperament,

night and with Blood Shadow sitting beside him at the moment, it was hard for him to maintain the demeanour of

be trying to play a big shot and stirring up

naturally, he wasn’t in a good mood.