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.

Then he changed his tone. “But she and I share everything. and it’s just a bowl of hangover soup.

pull his

George beat him to it, smiling warmly. “It’s just a bowl of hangover soup. No need to be so formal. If you’re Miss Jenkins’s friend, you’re a friend of mine

and didn’t say

not adding a bit of

Isabelle and suggested, “Ler’s grab

have some porridge in the morning to calm the stomach. He popped open another thermos, filled with lean meat and

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Chapter 152 Reputation?

at the bar

of her, sporting the suit, pants, and leather

wandered over him absentmindedly as she entertained her thoughts, a grin spreading across

face.

she chuckled, unintentionally letting out a laugh,

looked at her puzzledly,

at George and the slightly

she up

“It’s nothing.

detached self, and reached

noticed George across the table looking

a subtle smile as he replied, “Just curious,

issues with

tone wasn’t too

exactly known for his gentleness, but he

court, he was serious when it was time to be serious, and flexible when it

was that the mob young master wasn’t exactly known for his good temperament, especially around Isabelle and Yves,

beside him at

mention, George just challenged him moments ago and seemed to be trying

so naturally, he wasn’t in a good mood.