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.

she and I share everything. and

to pull his hand back.

of hangover soup. No need to be so formal. If you’re Miss Jenkins’s friend, you’re a friend of mine

it interesting, he chuckled and didn’t say

thought, Mr. George, are you regretting for not adding a bit of

suggested, “Ler’s grab some breakfast.”

it’s good to have some porridge in the morning to calm

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Chapter 152 Reputation?

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

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

she entertained her thoughts,

face.

unintentionally letting out a

looked at her puzzledly,

at George and the slightly odd

was she up to?

“It’s nothing.

detached self, and reached out to grab the

he was sipping the soup, he noticed George

subtle smile as he replied, “Just curious, did you

issues with

wasn’t

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

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

for his good temperament, especially around Isabelle and Yves, where his true nature was most

night and with Blood Shadow sitting beside him at the moment, it was hard

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

headache, so naturally, he wasn’t