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

pull his

need to be so formal. If you’re Miss Jenkins’s friend, you’re

say anything. Then he gulped the hangover

a bit of arsenic or rat

Isabelle and suggested, “Ler’s

much alcohol, it’s good to have some porridge in the morning to

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Chapter 152 Reputation?

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 sense

was, right in front of her, sporting the suit, pants, and leather shoes she had envisioned.

him absentmindedly as she entertained her

face.

unintentionally letting out a laugh,

her puzzledly, “What’s funny?”

at George and the slightly

she up

“It’s nothing.

and

he was sipping the soup, he noticed George across the table looking straight at

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

asked, “Any issues with that?”

tone wasn’t

he was mild–mannered, gentlemanly. and had a good sense of humour.

was time to be serious, and flexible

master wasn’t exactly known for his good temperament, especially around Isabelle and Yves, where his true nature was most likely

been involved in a brawl last night and with Blood Shadow sitting beside him at

and seemed to be

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