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 consider your feelings.”

pull his hand

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

he chuckled and didn’t say anything. Then he gulped

for not adding a bit of arsenic or rat poison to the hangover

to Isabelle and suggested, “Ler’s grab some breakfast.”

much alcohol, it’s good to have some porridge in the morning to calm the stomach. He popped open another thermos, filled with

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Chapter 152 Reputation?

Jim’s fight at the bar last night, and unconsciously imagined herself in George’s shoes, feeling

there he was, right in front of her, sporting the suit, pants, and leather shoes

she entertained her thoughts, a grin

face.

she chuckled, unintentionally letting out a

her puzzledly, “What’s funny?”

George and the slightly

was she up to?

“It’s nothing.

smile, returning to her usual detached self, and reached out

soup, he noticed George across

replied, “Just

asked, “Any issues

wasn’t too

exactly known for his gentleness, but he was mild–mannered, gentlemanly. and had a good

serious when it was time to be

good temperament, especially around Isabelle

Shadow sitting beside him at the moment, it was

him moments ago and seemed to be trying to play a big shot and stirring

still had a headache, so naturally,